People think that all is fine and dandy when you live in a small town, but they would be wrong. Life is tough around here, especially for our children. Shockingly enough: There’s a liquor store in town to keep all of us complacent. I think some folks around here might even be bootleggers. Sometimes, the cashiers at the grocery store double charge you on the milk. AND…I’m pretty sure someone took a Christmas card out of my mailbox last year. Our kids have to be bad ass bitches to grow up here and sometimes….it’s all just too much.




Why does my baby have to be involved???? Please send him to his Maw-Maw!!!!
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Where do you think he learned how to drink?
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LOL You caption pictures hilariously, laughing my butt off here 🙂
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Sometimes, they really write themselves.
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Those are some fine kids. I’m especially impressed by the drunk baby. You have to get them started young.
Wonderful pictures and hilarious captions.
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We really want to build up his tolerance so he doesn’t get the ugly girl at the bar pregnant due to having blinders on.
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Ha! We might need to talk Dr. Drew into doing a new show. Baby Rehab. 🙂 Adorable kids.
Sorry about your living conditions.
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It might have to come to that.
Speaking of living conditions: What I wrote is a cute spin about what I always thought about living here, THEN…….my cop hubby comes along and I realized my cute little town wasn’t so cute. Compared to a lot of places, it’s still could be a lot worse. BUT…..who wants to write about that? Not me. I like the humor.
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Just the fact that the little guy can scale the cliff that is your liquor cabinet,… and then pick the lock—– well, he’s got a bright future.
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Lock the liquor cabinet?
Damn!
I guess that’s what did it.
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