Dec 152010

He fell out of the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down.

She’s so stuck up, she’d drown in a rainstorm.

It’s so dry, the trees are bribing the dogs.

He’s as country as cornflakes.

This is gooder’n grits.

If things get any better, I may have to hire someone to help me enjoy it.

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