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Discussion in 'Bad Dog Cafe' started by teleamp, Feb 17, 2012.
So far, a tractor, a grain truck and a farm truck have been by...
The dog is bewildered.
Oh man,total gridlock.
Time to move out to the country!
See now if that was New Jersey that would be enough vehicles for an accident and rubbernecking.
Maybe next year, I'm thinking about building one of those small portable chicken pens to move about in the yard. We are only on a 1/2 acre, but our nearest neighbor is a mile away.
And yes, I meet Marty Stewarts guideline for being country... I can pee off my back porch if I am so inclined... and have
I can do that too. Last time the neighbors did get a little testy though.
I have chicken farms on three sides of me ... about a mile or two in each direction. Like clockwork every 8 weeks (beginning about 4 am) tractor trailers chock full of chickens start rolling to the slaughter house. The trucks don't stop running until late afternoon.
Pffft. I pee off my front porch.
I can pee onto my neighbors porsche too
Pffft. I pee off my balcony.