I'm havin me a housewarmin' /sister's weddin reception barbecue. Wanna come? Check out this sweet grill:
No silly. This ain't my grill. I use this for heatin that hand dug pool in my yard.
This is my grill:
Yep. I just finished gettin that there sidin' put up. Took me 'bout 7 years to collect 'em all but a couple a my cousins in prison managed to help me out.
.....and most people say they can't afford their dreamhouse. I tell ya, I'm livin' in high style now.
Woo-ee!
When ya get there just come 'round the front and ring the door bell....
I shot and stuffed it myself. It's good luck to kiss it, too.
Oh and make sure you bring you own beer. That house sidin cost me a fortune so I can't make the home brew.
Hey, I hear if you go down to old man Johnson's place, you get a free farm cat with every case of beer.
Makes fer some fine target practice when we're drunk
oh yeah, and there'll be plenty a lawnmower parking so that's not a problem.
Just ain't my sister a blushin' bride???
My brother don't look too bad standing next to her neither.............
GIT-R-DUN!!!!!
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