Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Saturday, April 12, 2008
SOUTHERN FLOOD SURVIVAL KIT
Toilet Paper?..................check!
Bud Light?......................check!
Keystone Ice?.................check!
Budweiser?.....................check!
Red Dog?........................check!
Yellow Mustard?.............check!
Other alcohol?.................check!
Plywood to float the old lady and your booze on?......check!!!
God love dem red necks!
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Looks like fun, huh? LOL
ReplyDeleteThat is probably all they had in the house....Oh my.
ReplyDeleteScary, huh?
ReplyDeleteHeh.
ReplyDeleteThe thing is, rednecks will live through everything. Heck, they'll probably enjoy the upcoming zombie plague.