Cal said:
Hey Texan, I think our little cultural exchange program has been quite an eye opener. I went to the internet and found a bunch of pictures from that show My Big Redneck Wedding, printed them off and hung them up in my bathroom, then I removed the lightbulbs, haven't flushed the toilet for a few days, and last but not least cranked the heat way up. Now when I get up in the morning and go into the bathroom I say to myself, "self, this must be just how our old buddy Texan starts his day, and we know how he feels." :twisted: :wink: :lol: :lol:
I'm embarrassed, Calvin. Not just for myself (for not realizing how bad things were up there with the snow so deep) - but also embarrassed for you. You guys are really having to do your business/mess
inside the house? :???:
That's just not the way I was raised. I guess maybe it's just a regional difference in the way we were brought up? I can still remember it as a kid -
"Son, don't pay no 'tention to all the newfangled contraptions the neighbors has got. You watch close - even a dog won't mess in his own house. A rat and a bird - they'll mess in their nest. But you're better than them and at least as good as a dog. We'll never get so lazy around here that we can't go outside."
I stick to my raisin', Calvin - I can't imagine the snow ever being deep enough so that I couldn't make it to the outhouse in the mornings. But...you guys up there are really having to crap
inside the house? That's just nasty. (Don't feel too bad, though. We had some people from the city move in here that were like that. Really backwards folks. They bought a big picnic table so they could eat
outside - then they'd go
inside to go to the bathroom. Huh ?!?!? :? )
And not to embarrass you further, but I don't care how deep the snow gets - I just wouldn't be able to ever consider myself much of a man if I wasn't tough enough to make my wife shovel me out a trail to the outhouse every morning. I really feel sorry for you, Cal.