Did they meet any?

My Cousin Julie recently escaped the blistering heat in Vegas and moved her family to the illustrious state of Tennessee.

I wonder if they met any Country Bumpkins yet?

A country bumpkin, is someone who will walk directly through a puddle, rather than go around it, and later wear those same muddy boots to bed.
They eat cornpone, skin their shinbone, and hardly ever use their brainbone.
They usually live way up on a hill, and are “looked down on,” buy the people in the valley, which seems difficult graphically?

They all want to be called Davey, ever since The Alamo, but at this writing most Bumpkin families already have ten Daveys, so they go with names like Billy, that goes well with living on a hill, (Hillbilly for those who need it spelled out.)

Julie may also run into Judy, who works in Tennessee from time to time as needed filling in for those over inebriated by too much, “Shine.”
Judy was to be my Sister By Marriage, but Her sister never agreed. So now we are forever linked by Danny…My Only Son, and Her Only Nephew.
Judy is waiting for an Pod, so she can move her “stuff” into her new house in Pennsylvania.
I am dazzled when I look at an Pod and think what a difference an “I” would make….(IPod for those textully challenged.)
You can put tons of info in an IPod…but not a single hunk of “stuff.”

Judy has yet to mention meeting any Country Bumpkins.

As I said, Judy and I will always be linked By Danny.
By George