ellll its definately included in da weird stuff goin on.

yall mind readers?

yall ken tell me what da hell maude wants fer her birfday dis year? eww wee imma plum outta idears. she got evrythang already i thank.

ait den ol janet donner at da lieberry is ait. she help me findin summa does danniel steele books fer ol maude when she was laid up after some surgery a while back. i thank dat she ken help me ta find what yall are lookin fer. she was gifted with a huge chest a sweet smile an damn if dose eyeglasses...

bedder hope she dunnit learn too eeewwww weee i mean ta smile. i could buy me a bran new mafuckin john deere lawn mower widda money ma ol lady spen on shoes. hell knows about the missin and dead ike i said i jus recently started watchin the news regular. chrissakes no tellin wud all i been missin. i...

hell yea he been complain about seein thangs in da shadows an shit ike at. i ask em if day cook em breakfast an he tell me ta kiss ma own ass. at least he used ta open da doo fer me but he was jus sorta shoutin thru da door. so ta hell wid em i said an i wen back ta ma pickem up truck and launched a...

at soun good ta me. maude git me a cell phone fer ma birfday last year so i pass da number on ta ya an we hook up later den.

eeeeap we gots nother body foun in da river. dis one was foun mangled on da rocks at da bottom of cletus point, a well known bluff overlookin da river. kids enjoy jumpin off cletus point inta da river cos its real deep there. but day gotta jump far out so dat day don splatter dayselves all over da r...

da way i figger it he was still a bit ill from da fever and da chew and spew family buffet food aint fer da weak stamucked. ol maude had da shits sumthin fierce later in da nite an all nite too keep me up fer hours but i really caint say what caused the sudden an lengthy an volumous BMs. me? i was f...

eww wee... And just what do you mean by that? Now you're not even speaking, you're just... just... grunting, you're not even trying now! ats rite cos ya git in a tizzy when i poin out dat ya lied when ya say i say 'how yall are' every time i open ma mouth. but it don bother me cos i am used to such...

eww wee...

Bert_the_Turtle wrote:Logos almost killed me for what I had said as The Gentleman.

she welcome ta talk bout it neeways. no need ta get vilent, if yall askin me.

You know what? Maybe I did, but as a working woman on a police force, I somewhat defy traditional gender roles, and I don't need anyone, ANYONE to try and characterize me by those out of date traditions. ike yall was characterizing me? i wuzzint characterizing you, lady. i jus make a comment bout d...

You shit-eating, inbred, chauvinistic pig fucker, don't expect me to come when whatever it is you're up against has you running for your life. holed on na, i aint shit-eating, i aint inbred, i aint chauvinistic, certainly aint no porker fucker eedder. yall actin all souperior ike ya know whats what...

Logos don't waist your time, you would have better luck talking to a brick wall. Scotty has there been any other strange events happening near by? And please I don't mean anything that happened between you and your wife in your Bedroom, or anywhere eles for that matter. nah i aint heard nuthin else...

OK, if you're going to say it every - single - time you open your mouth, it's "How are ya'll", or even more tolerably, "How is everyone?" Ugh... with that out of the way... So, what you're saying is that Nancy no longer has a fever? and who got food poisoning and took his "...

how yall are? we was at the chew and spew family buffet and all i heard was the spoons scrapin the pans diggin out taters, mac in cheese, and so forth. clem the manager heard nothin, worthless sum bich. if is daddy woddint da sherff. neeways nancy made it seems da fever broke but he git da food pois...

how yall are? ya fine me at berts automotive salvige yard. brang a wrench an ya might find something ya need. ewww weee caint wake fer dinner time ta roll round yall and head on out ta da chew and spew family buffet. mashed taters, stakes, bakes beans (beans beans the musical fruit da moe you eat da...

eeeea at soun bout rite. but yall fergot dat pork-a-pine critter dat i blasted with ma ginny. nancy said came up at im rite out da water. as i recall too da trail overlookin the river bout oh 10 a 12 mile as da crow fly from da sandbar. snakey river doe. so longer if ya goin ba boat, mebbe even 20 m...

eres a prison bout foety mile adda crow fly where day store da death row inmates an neeone else needin high security storage. aint heerda any breakouts doe. fact, last break out i heerd bout was back in 94 sum feller busted an wen up ta joliet illinoise an keeled gin er sumthin ike at. no prison bre...

i aint seen nuthin on da news sense den an i watch it regular na at day git that news lady don her from st. louis. i was jus at da walmarts an i aint heard nuthin there. skeeter, slim, noob, nancy, and maself all takin our ol ladies out to ta chew and spew family buffet an we may hear some gossip de...

i backpacked that trail maself when i was a youngen and day some beautiful views cross dat river eeeeewwwww wwwwweeeee i mean to smile.

how yall are? group of college kids turn up missin. day registered at da trail head (is trail head ike road head, only on da trail not da road?) on fridee and ba sundee day not unregister theyselves. day car was fine, nothin seems ta been stoled outta it. day not called neeone an da not been foun ye...

i aint een git started on peelin off da spandex....

ol maude aint gots but one toof. an she always takes out er fake uns when she git in da mood. be ait if she jus sorta gummed me ike a baby ona nipple or i gots ta slap da iron claw or da camel clutch on er and git er down fer da 3 count if she gits ta nawin ma thang?

how yall are? we combed da hole era an we aint foun shit. imma headin on don to da sandbar cos skeeters done bbqed up summa dem porkers i keelt da utter day. noob says nancy will not join cos is fever still not broke, but nancy already said he aint goin don to da sandbar no how. ats ait cos at means...

i could not fond ma gloves but i done butchered da dead porkers neeway. an after i got done butcherin em i went inside ta finish watchin ma wrastlin tapes. ged dam tape player wasn workin. i called slim ova to have a look see an while i was a waitin on his dumass i saw a bit of news. some floaters d...

da mitchagain feller ne'er was foun. its as if he jus got up and walked rite on outta da morg.

rosecrest? dat some new age thang? how yall are? we ad us a goooood ol huntin trip. least i did. not so sure bout nancy. i drove oar to is trailer in ma pick em up truck and i pick em up. den drove to the huntin grouns. den nency an i splid up, 'na jus don shoot me you horses ass, imma goin dis way ...

hot damn yall. we all loaded up and right na nancy thats smittys new name an me goin out to kill us some feral hogs. gommit says its ait ta keel em feral ones on site. they feral an at means they don belong ear. anyways, figger on havin skeeter bbq em up don at da sandbar widder widdout nancy. squea...

how yall are? yesserday was ma birfday an maude thats ma ol lady give me some pussy an a pair of boots but boths of em was too big. na i also got me some wrastlin tapes ta watch and i thank imma gonna watch sum of em rat na. anyways, i went up to da walmarts to return ma boots i asked maybe i could ...