How much do you charge to haunt a house?
This is getting kinda creepy!
I raerly read this board and haven't thought HITT or Bobby or you, Janice for quite a long time.
Don't know why I was reading today. Didn't really have time.
Not even sure why that post brought HITT to mind.
Either way... While I was writing that last post my e-mail alert went off. No doubt... It's Bobby G.!
I haven't heard from him or his computer(aol user) in a year!
Ya know I had him over to my house in Fl. after he offered to, well, you know, kill me and the rest of us. He bought me lunch. And notice... He hasn't offered up anything from his "turnip patch" lately.
And now I hear from him and you on the same day??
Last I talked to Bobby, he was in pursuit of better gas mileage through fraud (Rev. Lowell Mimms Gas Pills) too funny. And after he 'lost the faith' he returned to the bottle. The Gas Saver Plus bottle! I just don't know what it is about that country boy. Well, yeah I do.
Oh well. Here's what he sent. I think.
An old redneck and his wife of 45 years finally get around to going to see a marriage counselor.
The counselor asks them what their problem is.
The wife goes into a tirade, listing every problem they have ever had in the 45 years they've been married. And, she just goes on and on and on, for a good 15 or 20 minutes.
Finally, the counselor gets up, goes around the desk, grabs her up, embraces her, and kisses her very passionately. After which, the woman is left dumb founded. She shut up, and sat, quietly, back down in a daze.
The counselor turns to the old redneck and said, "This is what your wife needs at least three times a week. What do you have to say?"
The redneck thinks for a moment and replies, "Well, I can get her here on Mondays and Wednesdays; but I hunt on the weekends.
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