Sunday, September 17, 2006

The stars are bright, the internet is shooting itself from my Dad's house into mine, deep in the heart of Texas!

All right!!!! I am actually posting from MY house! We are totally sucking off of Dad's internet across the street! Good things are to come I promise...After all I have to tell all of you about Dad's surprise Stargate party, redneck swimming in the man made holding pond for the new oil well they just dug next to our houses, our trip to see the dinosaur prints, and pics of the houses. Now that I can hop on the internet highway anytime I want, these stories and more will definitely be short in coming.

5 comments:

  1. Yea! So, I take it the Pringles can thing works?

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  2. I love you Noelle, but I'll believe it when I see it...
    :)

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  3. moocher. lol.
    We barrowed our nieghbors wireless internet for a while when we first moved. It must be a Sutton thing.
    love ya lots:)

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  4. Swimming in a man made holding pond they dug for the new oil wells next to your house... Not having anymore information than this, I have to say this could be redneck in a variety of ways. First though, in all fairness to your family name, and rednecks everywhere(especially the ones habitating on my block) you're only redneck if you are currently making plans to return to the "lake" for your next fambly outin'. Then, they are digging next to your house. Could this be your neighbor? 'Cause if so, that's redneck right there. I know 'cause I dig in mine every chance I git. But that the fool banks on either hittin' oil or startin' a rec-center one, is entirely redneck. But you slip-sliding into a mud hole only makes you an eccentric, who is bored with this culture's idea of structured family entertainment. Or it lends validity to the belief that you can lead a horse to water, but you can't take the redneck out of a redneck.? no. You can take the redneck out of Georgia, but you can't keep 'em out of the mud.? no,no. idono.

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  5. *sigh*

    promises, promises....

    ...empty words.

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