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Post by Lucky on May 8, 2006 15:19:07 GMT -5
*snicker*
Anyhoots and hollers it registered to me that y'all prolly aren't aware I reverted to my Pyrattical name of Lucky. I'm quite certain it doesn't help a bit that I don't have a picture here but I"m sure we all know who I am.
I am the resident redneck HEH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Seriously, it's Stephanie, Sestree or otherwise most commonly known as Lucky.
Now - WHERE'S MY BEER?
*Salud*
**oh gudduh ... I wuz 'posed to introductory m'self. HI I'm Lucky - are you? HA !
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Post by Christopher Corbett on May 8, 2006 17:10:13 GMT -5
Lucky, i beg to differ about you being the RR.
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Post by mobier on May 8, 2006 18:06:46 GMT -5
I got the email, I met the Dogg...
Let us drink.
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Post by Lucky on May 9, 2006 3:45:25 GMT -5
Quick and to the point
No wonder I married you...that and the fact you keep the fridge nicely stocked.
Killians anyone? It's not just for breakfast anymore ........
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Post by Lucky on May 9, 2006 3:48:02 GMT -5
Lucky, i beg to differ about you being the RR. Honeykins? I'm the ONLY one with the accent to hold that position up *snicker* Unless you got anuther Okie floatin round here? HA ! Though there's always room for one more LOL **yes I've said Hold My Beer more than once to my own regret but NEVER involving a moving vehicle ... did once involving a rather scary dart game though ......
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Post by annabelle on May 9, 2006 20:09:16 GMT -5
Um, I'm me. Annabelle here, front and center, well actually more like middle and to the left but, um. Consider me introduced.
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Post by annabelle on May 9, 2006 20:09:57 GMT -5
OH, and my darlin Lucky, I believe that I better than anyone else hold the fair title of resident redneck. Ask anyone!! hehe
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Post by Lucky on May 11, 2006 8:27:24 GMT -5
heh
I had this long, historical post written and it got et.
oh well, I still got the accent (and should get special mention cuz I learned how to properly draw beer at age 9) so I kin letchooo have the title.
Now where's my beer?
Stephanie
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Post by Amras on Aug 19, 2006 15:34:49 GMT -5
I feel so at home here...lets put it this way...way back in '81, I left the swamps of home and joined the army to get away from a future of choppin' tobaca or makin' my livin' with a chainsaw in a pulp wood forest...kinda like Marcel Ledbetter...I embrace my redneck DNA, and will salute you lasses with a round very, very soon!
As my old Great Uncle Leonard, who's still once exploded and blew the door right off the outhouse, would've said, "You can lead a horse to water, but nothin' smells worse than a wet horse."
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