Sunday, August 15, 2010

Selling grass

Elmer, get in here.  It's the craziest thing I ever heard.  Myrtle tells me they are going to be selling grass in California.  And she said her grandson's third cousin is getting married to a guy from Oregon where they are going to sell grass together there too

Selling grass, boys getting married to each other?  I tell you that's all new to me.

But I told Myrtle, after I was done thinking about it for awhile: well, if those kids are crazy enough to think they can sell grass and make money, more power to them.  Because I got a whole backyard of that stuff; and if they need more, well they can just come here and pick all they want out of the back pasture.

Then I says to Myrtle, as long as neither of them boys are interested in my Elmer, why should I care?

1 comment:

  1. Hey, Granny, if you think that's something you should run up on someone who is stealing DIRT! I mean, with a back hoe and a dump truck! That's right, stealing topsoil! We caught someone doing just that with 2 Big dump trucks right beside my daddy's farm in MS. Busted them too!