In the country the respectable people have guns, in the city it's the criminals that have the guns.
Living where we do, if some criminals wanted to take us down....it might not be pretty...
We got ourselves the dog- to bark at strangers....a few guns, got the siren & bull horn to let them know we are going to blow their balls off if they don't get off our property... and husband jokes, as we've entertained getting one of those outdoor furnaces, then we could dispose of the bodies.
Yes, I am just kidding!! We've never had any problems.... it is pretty peaceful ...but still, gotta be prepared...just in case...
Numb in Ohio said: The best is having a big bonfire, a ton of friends and family sittin around shooting the sh*t, laughing, and of course coolers full of adult beverages.
This is us & our friends ....and our teens & their friends minus the adult beverages.
I agree. I am just intrigued by different customs.
I admit, I've done my share of making fun of city folks in the past, but I realized it's just whatever people are accustomed to and what they like. I know that country folks are often shown as the "ignorant" group on tv, movies, and comedy acts, which is ok; I think it's funny too. I always wondered, though, do they not realize that we make fun of them too?
I remember when i was a kid and our relatives from the city came in. i was always amazed at how cautious they were. It's like they would surely die or get a lifelong disease if they even got close to some cow manure or helped collect eggs from the hen house.
I always liked country comedian Jerry Clower. He tells one where his record producer invited him to his fancy home once and told him the thing he was most proud of was his beautiful wormwood paneling. Jerry wasn't impressed because he said it was the same stuff they burned around the wash pot when he was a kid.
He also said he didn't understand yogurt. He said as a kid, they used to skim the clabber off the milk and mix molasses or fruit with it as a treat. He said, "Now city folks are selling it and calling it, yogurt."
I think there is a certain amount of snobbery on the part of some city people toward country people. Maybe it's a lack of understanding, or because the work can be dirty and more physical; I don't know. And the same from some country people who lump all city dwellers into a negative category.
I love that episode of M*A*S*H* where Radar gives Potter his horse (Sophie) and the horse takes a dump right there in the office. Frank looks down and says, "That's disgusting! Potter says, "Son, to me, that's a tiptoe through the tulips!"
I laughed so hard at My Cousin Vinny...Tomei and Pesci are my relatives. And that movie was making fun of New Yorkers just as much as Southerners. It's a classic.
My cousin, who is a NY Italian, married a gal from the south and moved down there to her family's farm, ala the Son-In-Law movie. We still joke about it.
And yes, I firmly believe cow manure and henhouses can kill!
Most people like the country like they think going to New England to see the leaves turn is somehow roughing it. My sister runs an operating farm where they have to keep their own wells running, the generators online, the cows from running off etc. It's a LOT of work.
Do you think they're trying to wave you down, so you'll stop and visit?
Dh and I were walking downtown once and stopped and talked to a guy. He had gotten divorced, lost his job and house, ect...he didn't reek of alcohol like most so we gave him a bit of cash and bought him some food, something dh will almost never do because for many of them it's a con game...he could have been scamming; who knows, people lie so much these days...but you never know someone's situation until you talk to them.
He didn't ask for money, which was unusual. Always wondered what happened to him.