“Hi, this is Riders. So I went to where the road turns right, and I turned left–”
“Uh-huh.”
“–and I went across the cattleguard, and now there’s another fork in the road–”
“Yep!”
“–and there’s a tree here….and there’s a guy coming at me in a four-wheeler.”
“That’s the husband.”
“Personal new low: I lost my notebook this time.”
“Where’re you headed out next?”
“Well, somewhere I’m hoping it’s not flooded out.”
“Forty and Plumb, huh?”
“…?”
“Out in the back forty and plumb nowhere?”
Keep misreading this as “Forty and plump.”
…which would be me, but anyways….
đŸ˜€
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*coughcoughcough*
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Hopefully he wasn’t an angry, gun carrying husband….
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One of my regular business acquaintances likes to wander up and start expounding on his right to keep and bear arms. Which I also firmly support, but next time he does I’m going to ask him some pointed questions as to whether he supports *my* rights to do the same.
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Ahhh, one of those kind of people.
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