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, June 30, 2016

Farmer H Is But A Serf In Another Man's Castle

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Farmer H called me Wednesday, LIVID! He doesn't know what that word means, but he was. "I got to the doctor today and they told m...
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Wednesday, June 29, 2016

This Is Why We Can't Have Nacho Things

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Sometimes Mrs. Hillbilly Mom outsmarts herself. Saturday, I was planning to stop by Save A Lot after picking up T-Hoe from the shop, for s...
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Tuesday, June 28, 2016

The Universe Is Filled With Apologists Who Delight In Shining Mrs. Hillbilly Mom On, And Giving Her The Runaround

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So...we put T-Hoe in the auto hospital while we were cavorting and farting through Oklahoma for four days. The plan was to get the hail dama...
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Monday, June 27, 2016

The Gall Of The Fartin' King

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Let the record show that you have not lived until you've traveled to Oklahoma, 10 hours going and 10 hours coming, trapped in a 2016 GMC...
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Sunday, June 26, 2016

As I Lay Frying

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In case you haven't heard, the Hillbilly family just returned from four days in Oklahoma. It wasn't as hot as Missi-freakin-ssippi i...
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Saturday, June 25, 2016

Farmer H Wants The $50 Pot

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Farmer H is an odd fellow. There we were, sitting in the car, waiting for The Pony to be dismissed from his freshman orientation camp, when ...
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Friday, June 24, 2016

Is It Too Much To Ask?

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We have been staying at a Holiday Inn Express. From my last experience with that chain, I expected more. This one is only a year old. It...
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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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