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AN ODE TO MOONSHINERS EVERYWHERE! ( heres the proof) AN ODE TO BILLY BOB & KIN 14 Rednecks out on a bumpy dirt road All getting their Saturday Night thrills In delivering two cases of fresh moonshine, Without corks, so most of it surely spilled When Dumb Ass Billy Bob Stank Tried to light up his corn cob pipe Right in the very middle of all those fumes Of 180 proof vapors so deadly toxic n' ripe Such a violent mega- sudden explosion Rocked that poor being passed Pig farm Like a A-bomb multi mega explosion The entire redneck county became alarmed In just the instant flash of a mere second A sudden ton of new burnt baby back ribs And It was such a grand redneck funeral All but 14, wore their McCoy or Hatfield bibs They all say that those pickups parts Are scattered for many wide miles There in the heart of good ole RedneckValley Where kissing cousins still do manage to smile! Dam M 03561 June 2015 Light hearted humor is a great tool to make us forget the unwanted and unwelcomed. I wrote the above for a wonderful online lady friend living in Charlotte NC. >      |
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New Traditions had to begin sometime in ? My guess is maybe 100 or so years after the May Flower landed at Plymouth. Yep and among the new cultures to evolve, was a southern tradition to a way of life untied in shared every day acts.
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Accents, dress, common interest were bonding factors of unity that gave safety and security amongst themselves. It's very easy for us to look at other people with customs and ways far different ways of life
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I always tried to withhold judgements by simply asking myself this simple question. If I was born there , would I have been exactly like them? Having taken a few swigs of white lightning over the years. I certainly know that if I was born in West Virginia or Alabama, I would certainly be able to chug from a hand held jug than sip and make faces like Hillary Clinton during her concession speech!!! ROCK OF AGES, COME TO ME........BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH!!!
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I once tried moonshine from a SFFer. I am sure kerosene tastes better 
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When on the ambulance many many decades ago, I transferred a poor guy that had drank a half gallon of kerosene in a suicide attempt. This from a Manchester NH local hospital to the Mary Hitchcock Memorial Hosp. in Lebanon NH which was the Regional Poison Center for upper New England. Never in handling thousands of severe accidents, did I encounter anyone in so much acute pain. The poor guy should have been given a sedative but then again perhaps he needed to be wide awake to have any change of survival. This was before the days of the Paramedics and EMT's that first started in 1971! I'm sure today, ambulances carry some form of effective sedative on board. you have such a sweet face I cant imagine you passing the jug dear lady but then again, those bulldog fans are known to love to celebrate beating Florida State! 
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11/27/2018 10:58 am |
I like men in uniform
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