Sirhornsalot
**The Official Horn Sports Landscaper and Landscap
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We've just crossed into the hottest, most barren part of the off-season desert. And recruiting will slow to a trickle on news because, well, it's the dead period.
So here we go, just random stuff.
So there's this widow who has two young boys. She can't control them and there's no "enforcer" father figure around. Their main problem is their cussing. They cuss all the time.
Feeling bad for the lady, the local pastor swings by her place and invites her to service the coming Sunday. She accepts and agrees to come.
They go to service, enjoy the sermon and as she's walking out, the pastor shakes her hand and invites himself to her place and breakfast the following day.
Hesitantly, she agrees. Immediately she loads the boys into the car and issues life threats for the following day. "If either of you say one cuss word in front of this pastor tomorrow morning, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week," she said.
So the next day comes and the pastor arrives. He is seated at the table and the boys join with him. Mom pops out of the kitchen to ask the boys what kind of cereal they want.
"I want some of them damned Wheaties, mom."
"POW" goes his head as mom smacked him a good one, putting him on the floor.
She then looks at the other boy and says "well, what cereal do you want?"
He peers down at his brother, still on the floor and says "I don't know, but you can bet your sweet ass I don't want no damned Wheaties."
So here we go, just random stuff.
So there's this widow who has two young boys. She can't control them and there's no "enforcer" father figure around. Their main problem is their cussing. They cuss all the time.
Feeling bad for the lady, the local pastor swings by her place and invites her to service the coming Sunday. She accepts and agrees to come.
They go to service, enjoy the sermon and as she's walking out, the pastor shakes her hand and invites himself to her place and breakfast the following day.
Hesitantly, she agrees. Immediately she loads the boys into the car and issues life threats for the following day. "If either of you say one cuss word in front of this pastor tomorrow morning, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week," she said.
So the next day comes and the pastor arrives. He is seated at the table and the boys join with him. Mom pops out of the kitchen to ask the boys what kind of cereal they want.
"I want some of them damned Wheaties, mom."
"POW" goes his head as mom smacked him a good one, putting him on the floor.
She then looks at the other boy and says "well, what cereal do you want?"
He peers down at his brother, still on the floor and says "I don't know, but you can bet your sweet ass I don't want no damned Wheaties."
