Monday, June 12, 2006

Not to steal from a worthy Fox; however...

if drivin' down the road with your left arm hangin' out into the blisterin' Texas sun, eatin' cherries and spittin' the pits out the window just to watch 'em fly, singing along to Dwight Yoakam and swipin' the final "g" off ever danged word makes you a hick... then I'm guilty.

7 comments:

Latigo Flint said...

There ain't no glamour in this tinseled land of lost and wasted lives.

Gary said...

I don't think "hicks" can afford cherries. They're pretty expensive.
I hope your arm didn't get sunburned. :)

Ari said...

This moment of beautiful hickness sponsored in part by Latigo Flint. ;)

Nope, no burn yet, Gary. They are expensive but I just love them so danged much.

Azathoth said...

Hehehehe. Nothing wrong with being a hick. How about driving with the window down, arm out, and singing along with Sawyer Browns remake of Six Days on the Road?

Ari said...

Only things I got to say to that Aza is, WE'RE BOTH IN THE CLUB NOW!!! Yeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ha!!!

defiant goddess said...

OMG Ari, you are too funny!!! I wasn't expecting that ending. LOL

It's good to see you!!!

Ari said...

Thanks, Ab. :)

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