April 15, 2014 Okay, time for some more cuttin up. Southerners have always been wordsmiths extraordinaire. But y’all need to revive these adages, because they are quickly goin’ by the wayside: Honey, she was always barkin’ up the wrong tree. He was caught with his pants down, and furthermore, he just didn’t cut the mustard. That bug was deader than a doornail. Don’t just sit there like a bump on a log. Don’t bite off more than you can chew. Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. Don’t put your eggs all in one basket. Well, he’s just dumber than a sack of hammers…but I could just eat him up with a spoon. Well, she just pure-tee flew off the handle. He got the short end of the stick, And then he went hog wild. Then he went at it whole hog. (There seem to be several concerning bugs, dogs, hogs, horses and barns. Sort of a farm theme, if you will) Sugar, they got on like a house afire. He always goes around his elbow to get to his thumb. Great day in the morning, great scott, and good night. Heavens to Betsy, and Oh my word. I’m going to have a fit and fall in it. I’m gonna lick the tar out of you, But I love the stuffin’ out of you. He’s nothing but a Johnny Come Lately. Truth be told, I’ve been running around all day like a chicken with my head cut off. You scared the living daylights out of me. There’s more fried chicken than you could shake a stick at. Long story short, our cousin has gone and gotten as big as a barn. Well, I wouldn’t do that to save my neck. It’ll only take two shakes of a lamb’s tail. I am sure you have heard a lot of these. :-)
Posted on: Tue, 15 Apr 2014 20:42:57 +0000
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