"So what's it like, LSP?" you ask, meaning, "Country life in Texas." Well I'll tell you. You go out on the front porch to clean some guns and five, yes, five, chickens fly out of the front hedge, around the compound and back from whence they came.
A shotgun would've come in handy.
That's what it's like. And Wendy Davis is not wanted here.
LSP
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I thought that Wendy was a local hero in Austin???
That would be Austin. But not here... in Texas.
The .17 should handle the chicken heads - and then it's "winner-winner chicken dinner".
Looks like we're lining up for a chicken hunt... But I'm surprised at how far these things can fly -- wing shooting.
Don't be shoot'n the girls... they can keep feeding you,
the boys on the other had are only good for one go...
Good advice, Brighid!
Chickens are taking over this place. Well, we won't starve...
Fried Chicken and Fried Eggs...that works.
Every time I see a Wendy Davis yard sign (which is a LOT) I wish I had a .17.
little target practice. that's all.
I would love to have a sign to stick on top of Wendy (or is it Windy) Davis' signs. A very simple statement:
REALLY?
She's such a fraud.
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