Sunday, October 28, 2012

You Might Be in the Country III

Hey, y'all! It's time for another installment of "You Might Be in the Country!" Every trip to SoGa gives me a little inspiration.

If you tend to ride shotgun to an actual shotgun...You might be in the country.

If you ask a man to name the four seasons, and the response is: "Deer (Archery), Deer (Firearms), Turkey, and Bear!"...You might be in the country.

If your local grocery store is not concerned about being politically correct...You might be in the country.

If you get the "stink eye" when mentioning "Honey Boo Boo"...You might be in the country.

If directions to the main highway involve two stop signs that are 15 miles apart and a blinking light...You might be in the country.

If the peanut patch across the road from you has more than peanut shells in it (thanks to target practice from your front porch)...You might be in the country.

If the inmates at the county jail (which is no bigger than a McDonalds) wear black and white striped jumpsuits, but are allowed to smoke out front (chained up, of course)...You might be in the country.

If the street you live on looks like this...You might be in the country!
If the cup holder in your truck is always occupied by a "spit cup"...You might be in the country.

If you refer to your relatives as your "kin"...You might be in the country.

If you can visit your "kin," who live several miles away, without putting a tire to the road (just go through the woods)...You might be in the country.

If you can prominently display Christian literature in your restaurant without drawing attention from the ACLU...You might be in the country.

If the local school bus driver comes to your front door to inform you that she ran over a rattlesnake crossing the dirt road to your house with her school bus...You might be in the country.
Deer...It's what's for dinner!

If that same school bus driver stops in front of your house to ask if your dog had her puppies yet...You might be in the country.

If deer meat is as likely to be in your chili or spaghetti sauce as ground beef...You might be in the country. 

If calling deer meat "venison" is considered uppity...You might be in the country.

If you know that the bright green liquid in the containers at the edge of a cotton field are NOT hand sanitizer...You might be in the country.

If you know that a Mudd Bogg is an event and a precise location is not necessary to attend because you know where it is...You might be in the country.
If your local gas station went out of business when gas cost $1- per gallon, but the building and sign are still standing...You might be in the country.

If the fall weather is warm and sunny enough and the daytime to wear jeans and a t-shirt, but cold enough at night to sleep under two blankets and still need to snuggle and the only sound you hear outside on a peaceful morning is honking geese flying by...
You most certainly are in the country. :)

With love and aloha ~ Nancy




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