Wednesday, April 25, 2007

Purebred Idaho


If you were raising boys in Idaho, You might find that your child looked like this, too. You should pray for me. And send recipes that disguise the flavor of venison.
He is going to grown up to be One of Them Republican Right Wing Fanatics who vote for Charleton Heston. He's gonna have a big Ol' Chevy with a gun rack in the back, and a bumper-sticker that says, "These colors don't run" right next to the "Found On Road Dead" sticker.
Ain't I proud?
I'm thinking it is an over-compensation from growing up with a pink living room.

4 comments:

Jenn said...

Idaho is beginning to sound a lot like the deep South. Lord help us!

Kelly said...

Amen!
How are you, sweet Jenn? Do you miss blogging? How is your handsome C?

Anonymous said...

OMG! How could you do that to your boys? A pink livingroom????? Well, just so there are no ribbons on the walls....

Personally, I am liking your description of Idaho, sounds like few liberals there. Deep south? Gag! I lived there for two years. The only place I liked was Atlanta - of course I had to live in the "Heart o'KKK Country" as the billboard announced as you drove into Sumter, SC.... May I never return.

So I take it the range classes are going well?

KJP

Cathy said...

I still owe you a package. Can you even believe how lame I am? Seriously, I've been working non-stop this week and haven't even had a minute to go shopping for fun Kelly-gifts. But just you wait. 'Cause it's going to be worth it, I promise.

And I'm terrified of your son. Seriously. Those kind of boys are scary to me.