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Well Hell Debra, who doesn't feel the pressure of having to put on their Sunday best when going down to the Wal-Mart. All those fancy schmancy greeters at the door acting all like:"Ohhh look at me I got a vest on! Aren't I better than you!" What I really hate is the way they make me put on a pair of pants before coming in their store. Who am I supposed to be, The King of England? All I want is some batteries for my singing fish plaque and another case of WD-40 for when the wifes feeling romantic. If you don't like what the Good Lord has given me then don't look!


LOL

on 2007-08-07 08:08 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] ketzl.livejournal.com
I salute you, sir! You have made me laugh and startle my cat!

Re: LOL

on 2007-08-07 08:35 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] jackbabalon23.livejournal.com
Thank you i'd be lying if I said I wasn't trying. Don't show your cat the "hello kitty" hats from the next post though.

You laugh, but this is serious stuff....

on 2007-08-07 08:28 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] musewithamagnum.livejournal.com
In Arkansas, hordes of unmated redneck males cruise the aisles on weekend nights, looking for Ms. Right. And the gals dress to impress, believe me, because they know that if you're looking for a Good Christian Man (tm), he's in the toy section patiently waiting for his neice to pick out a Barbie, before he heads over to the sporting goods section to dream of having the right woman to buy that Remington for, so that he can Provide For His Fam'ly with pride. You want to look goood, 'cause when he softly stops you at the knock-off perfume counter and sweetly says, "Ma'am, I'm trying to pick out something nice for my dear great-aunt Nannie's 70th birthday, could you help?", you've got to be ready, and dazzle him with an ensemble that reeks of wholesome American value & great prices. From there it's only a couple coupons (so he knows you're not high maintenance) and confessing a secret love of the red hot links (but of course, she really buys them for Dad - we eat lak birds, remember?) before he takes you outside to his gleaming, just-been-cleaned-out white Pick'em Up Truck, and off to a blissful life as Mrs. What's-his-name, the envy of trashy cousins who are still walking the malls in vain.

It's the contemporary version of "She Moves Through the Fair".
Posted by [identity profile] jackbabalon23.livejournal.com
Wow! That's some seriously nice writing there. Thanks.

:)
Posted by [identity profile] musewithamagnum.livejournal.com
Just writing from what I know...but thanks!!! :)
Posted by [identity profile] gaeasdaughter.livejournal.com
Good stuff.

Specially like'd the cousin-talk.

Great fer findin a mate.
Posted by [identity profile] musewithamagnum.livejournal.com
In the words of one of my male cousins (who explained this business to me): "The ones you find at the bars on Saturday night are alright for fun, but the ones you find at Wal-mart from 7-9 pm....them's the one you marry."

on 2007-08-07 08:47 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] msicenhour.livejournal.com
Where did you find that picture of my uncle Mark from?

on 2007-08-07 08:55 pm (UTC)
Posted by [identity profile] jackbabalon23.livejournal.com
http://www.toothpastefordinner.com/livejournal-pictures.php

It lists all the most recent LJ post images.

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