Lost Tennessee (my home state). Won the Houston and San Fran games to go UNDER. Last time I won that easy was when I filled my deer tag on a golf course. With the winnin’s yesterday, I can put those Christmas presents I bought down at the truck stop on lay-away.
Tonight, pickin’ Washington/Dallas game to go over 35.
This is my last brother, Jethro, the youngest in the family and the first to graduate. He’s still a mama’s boy, keeps bummin’ dips from her. He aint’ married, don’t think any woman would really want him. Has some habits they don’t’ take kindly too, like trimmin’ his nose hairs with channel locks, wearin’ flannel shirts no matter what season it is, and keepin’ his fingernails extra long for openin’ up a can of snuff and keepin’ his nose cleared out.
Yup, not many women get next to Jethro, he don’t dress right. Has a belt buckle that doubles as his I.D., impossible to see food stains on his work shirt and all his good shirts have their sleeves cut off. Not really a clean person, his idea of water conservation is movin’ Saturday night baths to every other Saturday night. Still prefers car keys to Q-Tips and never cleans the grease from underneath his toenails.
Next week I’ll tell ya all bout our sisters, and just maybe one of you readers would like to meet em. :manwh:
