Good morning guys! How is everyone today? We’re glad you dropped back in this morning.
Most of you know that Dale works with us here on the place.
Yesterday Dale came in and was telling Deb and I about his little fishing trip down the creek. I’ve about determined how to tell when Dale might be lying to you, and actually this is done fairly easily…his mouth will be open.
Anyway, when Dale is telling you a story, there’s better than a fifty-fifty chance that he’s doing just exactly that…he’s telling you a story! Down around here we call them, a story, but most everyplace else simply calls them a lie!
With that being said, I’ll go ahead and tell you about Dale’s fishing trip, at least as close to his own wording as possible. Here we go…
I went fishing last Saturday, and it was the first time I'd been in a while. I'd been out most of the morning, and I'd run out of bait. As I was pulling the anchor up, I noticed a cottonmouth sunning on a small log, right next to my boat. I noticed the snake had something hanging out of its mouth. I looked a little closer, and sure ‘nuff, it was a frog! Well, with frogs being good fish bait, I decided I'd get the snake in the boat, then relieve him of his breakfast.
With the frog in his mouth I knew I couldn't be bitten, so I grabbed him "back of the head," and took out the frog. Now I was wonderin’ how to place the snake back in the water without being bit. It struck me to git my liter bottle of Jack Daniels out of my first aid kit. I figured if I poured a shot in the snake's mouth, I might be able to turn him loose safely.
When I poured that whiskey down that ole snake's mouth, his eyes rolled back in his head and he went limp immediately. I eased him down to the water, and dropped him back in.
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‘Ridin Out The Recession With Dub and Deb in “Miz Judi’s Kitchen’!
Note to Readers: There are a few things that Dub doesn’t know but one thing he does know is that the word ‘Riding’ (as in Riding Out the Recession) is spelled with a ‘g’ at the end. But Dub not only walks the walk, but speaks like he is: down home, true blue, and plain speakin’ country folk.
Dub and Deb are both native Floridians, live in Central Florida, and run a small business as well. They have five children, and seven grandchildren.
Both love to cook, love to laugh, grow a garden, and generally try to “aggravate” most anyone around them basically…all in good fun, of course!
