I don't get out much as I am older and caring for my wife and grandson,
but if you are ever in Central Texas let me know. I'll will give you my address
and you can drop by. We leave our doors unlocked so just walk right in,
jack
Just walk right in. Ha ha ha ha.
The Texas Two-Step is a dance - and it's also how far uninvited 'guests' make it inside someone else's home before they suffer grievous injury from accidental discharge of a firearm.
"Officer, I thought it was a bear. The shotgun just went off, all by itself, all three times. I don't even keep it loaded. I swear."
"Yessir, obviously an unfortunate accident. Did you know this guy?"
"The bear? No, Officer, I never seen him before. What's that in his paw?"
"Looks like half a pool cue. Anyway, the coroner just arrived. He'll take the carcass away. You mind cleaning up the porch?"
"No, Officer, I got a pressure washer, won't take a minute to flush this away. I keep it handy because sometimes the dog has an accident."
"Just like cleaning up dog shit, I get it. See you in church Sunday?"
"That depends on if Mamie and I stay up real late after the dance on Saturday night, if you get my drift."
"You old sinner you, I don't know how you do it."
"Clean living, Sonnie, and I don't let my mouth overload my ass."