Well, I must confess that I mowed yesterday in my drawers!

Keep in mind that I live a half mile off of the road way back in the woods and the front gate stays shut.

But if word got out...I would be on EVERY local church’s prayer list and people would talk about me.

I can hear it now: “I always wondered if that ol’ man was NASTY”
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"Filet that fish? Hell naw! I'll scale him, gut him, fry him up in grease, take him by the head and tail, and play him like a French Harp!" - Uncle Paul sometime in the 60s.