AAMU Big Dawg
Chief Instigator
I'ma city boy with country memories...
My grand parents had the creek right in the backyard, so fresh fish was as common as hot-water corn bread. Many a time I would go on the back porch and see dinner swimming in a number 10 wash tub. But it had to be out by dark cuz somebody was gonna have to take a bath then.
I remember those big brown eggs and thick milk. The cream was still in then and it just tasted different than the milk at school. Don't get attached to any new baby chicks, it might be frying later that summer.
You haven't laughed until you see a squirrel get drunk from eating rotten peaches. Running into trees and falling on their fuzzy arses.
Running through the corn hiding from my cousins was fun until we had to start picking that darn corn. And don't let somebody hit you with a ear of that hard azz stuff.
My next door neighbor gave me my first taste of corn squeezings (Moonshine). That stuff was smoother than D-Nice in a winter white sweater pushing up on Suge's baby's momma.
My grand parents had the creek right in the backyard, so fresh fish was as common as hot-water corn bread. Many a time I would go on the back porch and see dinner swimming in a number 10 wash tub. But it had to be out by dark cuz somebody was gonna have to take a bath then.
I remember those big brown eggs and thick milk. The cream was still in then and it just tasted different than the milk at school. Don't get attached to any new baby chicks, it might be frying later that summer.
You haven't laughed until you see a squirrel get drunk from eating rotten peaches. Running into trees and falling on their fuzzy arses.
Running through the corn hiding from my cousins was fun until we had to start picking that darn corn. And don't let somebody hit you with a ear of that hard azz stuff.
My next door neighbor gave me my first taste of corn squeezings (Moonshine). That stuff was smoother than D-Nice in a winter white sweater pushing up on Suge's baby's momma.
