Last night I received a phone call from my neighbor Mrs. Hillbilly. She was fixing to put supper on the table and was out of ketchup. What a tragedy. So I told her “Sure, I have some extra ketchup, come on over…” When she arrived I had two varieties of ketchup for her to choose Read More >>
When Bartering With Neighbors Goes Bad
Mr. Hillbilly called the other day… Said he had something good to trade and that he was on his way over to my house. I quickly grabbed a few boxes of Hamburger Helper and waited for the door bell to ring. This my friends, is what I would consider a bartering FAIL. Note To Self: Read More >>
One Man’s Trash
My hillbilly neighbors were about to take three shelving units to the landfill when I drove by and asked if I could have them. They were happy to get rid of them and to not pay fee to throw them away. If I didn’t want something, I ‘d either put it in the garage Read More >>