Holy Hatfields and McCoys! How many damn farm animals can you fit on 1 acre? When we first moved into the home we live in now the neighbors roosters so graciously decided to use the tree out side my bedroom window in which to roost in. Lucky me, I know!
Now they have add a donkey/mule (not sure of the difference, and who cares anyway.) Which they have pinned up next to a dog. I was informed by some "pikey experts" that Donkey's hate dogs. Which explains why the damn thing goes off every 2 hours. I feel like I am in a really bad episode of "Hee-Haw." Gonna go buy me a purty flowered hat and leave the price tag on it, by gawd!
So I was in Wal-mart the other day and Senior Pikey, the family patriarch, was in the fan island the junior pikey's were yelling at him over a $10 box fan. So loud I could here them 4 isles over. Which I found quite funny as I tried to run by the end of the isle with Regan before I was spotted.
In addition to the hundreds of farm animals, farm equipment, and enough wood in the wood shed for the apocalypse they have about 10 trucks or things that resemble trucks in the yard. Not to mention not one vehicle has an exahaust system. Which they find very amusing to drive up and down the road at mach 9, all hours of the night!
Stay tuned there is bound to be more...
Monday, July 21, 2008
Pikey's Next Door aka The Hillbilly Chronicles
Posted by Jenni Baker at 9:52 AM 0 comments
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