But I’m not, so my purchase today is feathering someone else’s nest. So be it. With two
smart-assed lovely children in the house, I just had to buy this metal sign…
Yes, I could’ve appropriated the slogan as my own and NOT bought the sign, but I figure being able to point to said sign while uttering the slogan will save this redneck mama some jail time should I instead have opted to strangle one of the aforementioned offspring. Besides, I don’t look good in horizontal stripes or day-glo orange…and even I know you don’t wear socks with flip-flops!
My son just rolled his eyes…and I pointed to the sign and in my most awesome Texas twang (it’s a twang, not an accent..accents are for our northern brethren. That’s our lesson for the day) delivered those sure to be infamous words.
Golly, was that satisfying!