Hillbilly Mansion

A 20-acre utopia smack dab in the middle of Hillmomba, where Hillbilly Mom posts her cold-hearted opinions, petty grievances, and self-proclaimed wisdom in spite of being a technology simpleton.

Thursday, September 4, 2025

Delicacy Is On The Tongue Of The Chower-Downer

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Years ago, while attending graduate school in Springfield, (the future) Mrs. HM worked in an insurance salvage store part-time. It bought ra...
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Wednesday, September 3, 2025

Wash Your Produce, People!

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That's something I shouldn't have to tell you. Whether you get your fruits and vegetables from your own garden, a farmer's marke...
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Tuesday, September 2, 2025

The Squirrels!

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Too bad Alfred Hitchcock isn't around to make a sequel to The Birds . He could save on animal trainers and just film our porch for foota...
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Monday, September 1, 2025

The Giver Of Guilt

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Mrs. HM is feeling guilty today, my friends. Guilty! Through no fault of her own! Guilty for losing on a $5 scratcher. That's not under ...
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Sunday, August 31, 2025

Helping And Not-Helping The Handicapped

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On Thursday, without The Pony as a helper for my errands, I eschewed the Country Mart visit, and went instead to the Save A Lot out by my ba...
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Saturday, August 30, 2025

Every Day Is Brand New For Farmer H

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Sweet Gummi Mary! Can you believe it? It's only been two days since I last complained about Farmer H, and it's time to do it again! ...
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Friday, August 29, 2025

The Loneliness Of The Post-Rumpus/Leg Shopper

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It's Errand Day, and Mrs. HM is without her shadow. Without The Pony, who has been accompanying me for the past two weeks as I recover f...
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I am old, and have 2 young kids and an old husband. My days are pretty full just annoying them.
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