If you’ve been around this site for a while you may remember the first post about the ‘necks in my family. Who am I kidding. We’re all pretty dang ‘neck. Anyway, my siblings, my husband, one of my uncles, and I made another haul to SoGaNoFla recently. That’s South Georgia North Florida for those of you who needed a minute with that one. Here are some of the “echoes” from that trip:
Not really an echo here. More like a giant piece of advice for the five hour trip with five people who are related in the car: Goat Houses are not meant to entertain the driver. (If you’re driving the car and someone points out the goat houses on the side of the road, you are NOT ALLOWED to look. If you do, and the car begins to drive in the direction of the goat houses just because you are looking that way you will get hit in the back of the head. Also, no one else in the car is allowed to mention how insanely cool the goat houses were for the remainder of the trip.)
On with the echoes:
“Dude. Every time you snore, you fart.”
“I’ve wrecked the most cars. Why am I driving?” ”That’s how bad we don’t want to drive.”
“Rohto’s are delicious in my eyes.” ”Is that like saying a suppository is delicious in your butt?”
“Did that sign say ‘Hopefully Cairo’?” “Yes, hopefully Cairo is this way.”
“Y’all slept with a lizard.”
“Dude, you’re bleeding.” ”Yeah, the lizard bit me when I stuck him in my nose.”
“We’re going to the gas station.” ”Have you been there before?” ”No.” ”You need more people.”
“Does he have his v-neck undie tucked in his boxers?” “Yeah, so his crack doesn’t show.”
“Where’d you go?” ”On a tour of the house.” ”It’s a circle with three shitters in the middle. There’s your tour.”
“There’s a silk poinsettia and glitter yarn on that fly swatter.” ”It’s to kill festive flies.” ”Naw. It’s up there all year.”
“I’m going to Wal-Mart.” ”Me too.” ”I’m not.” ”Why not? Have you ever been to the Cairo Wal-Mart?” ”No.” ”Dude. Get in the car.”
“Holy shit. A camouflage polo. I told you this place was the best.”
“Does he know that he’s in the swishy pants club yet?”
“She said to take a left, then a left, then another left. That’s a fucking circle.” ”Yeah, I’m staying here. See ya when ya get back from your circle.”
“Why are the dogs freaking out?” ”Driveway alarm is going off” ”Who’s here?” ”No one. Your brother is backing up and down the driveway to make the alarm go off.”
“Daddy, I’ve already pointed the pistol at them but they won’t stop barking.” ”Which pistol?” ”This one.” ”Naw, they aren’t scared of that one. Use this one.”
“I’m not eating that.” ”Why?” ”Because it may be opossum.” ”Dude, it’s pork.” ”How do you know opossum isn’t the other other white meat?”
