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.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

I Was FRAMED, I Tells Ya!

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Remember this guy? He's still a little grumpy. I know how he feels. Those chairs have been sitting on the porch since before The ...

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Monday, July 30, 2018

Sauce Revise For Different Guys

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Now that The Pony is out of the Mansion, I have to adapt my "recipes" for Farmer H. You may recall that Farmer H does not much car...

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Sunday, July 29, 2018

A New Sucker At The Devil's Playground

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It's a time-consuming job, you know, to keep the blogworld updated on new snack discoveries at The Devil's Playground. But somebody...

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Saturday, July 28, 2018

Letting My Faux-Outrage Flag Fly

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That's a cool image, isn't it? Or perhaps frightening. Mrs. HM waving a flag of faux outrage, which might be outrageously un-faux......

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Friday, July 27, 2018

If Only I Could Recreate This At Halloween

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I saw him through the garage people-door as I parked T-Hoe. Catching a picture of Stockings is a stealth operation. He does not take kindly ...

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Thursday, July 26, 2018

Stink Bait, The Apparel

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Tuesday morning, I reached for the knob to turn on the shower, and saw a hat. A camouflage cap with a large fish hook on the side. I was pre...

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Wednesday, July 25, 2018

Sliced, Meat Loaf

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Because nothing ever goes as planned in Mrs. Hillbilly Mom's world, the meat loaf creation occurred Tuesday morning. Since Farmer H spra...

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Hillbilly Mom: I am old, and have 2 young kids and an old husband. My days are pretty full just annoying them.

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