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.

Monday, December 31, 2018

A New Shaming Bracelet, Now With More Shaming

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Genius was in town yesterday, the only time he could fit us in for Christmas. It's rough being a working man, not a college student or a...
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Sunday, December 30, 2018

Apparently, We Are Not The Only Ones Who Miss The Pony

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As mentioned yesterday, we are splitting up the 9-hour drive to get The Pony back to college by staying overnight halfway. Yes, I am helicop...
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Saturday, December 29, 2018

Even Steven Sticks It To Mrs. HM Yet Again

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Mrs. Hillbilly Mom plans, Even Steven laughs. I should realize by now that nothing every falls into place as planned. The Pony has been ho...
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Friday, December 28, 2018

Sometimes, A Breakfast Buffet Is The Wise Choice

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On the last day of CasinoPalooza 3, a Monday morning, the Hillbilly family plus Friend convened at the hotel restaurant for the breakfast bu...
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Thursday, December 27, 2018

Get Your Handbaskets Loaded

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On the day after Christmas, I stopped by Country Mart for a few items. SWEET GUMMI MARY! I suggest you get your handbaskets loaded, and I me...
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Wednesday, December 26, 2018

Like A Burr Under His Saddle

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The Pony, when in his home paddock of the Mansion, is about as energetic as The Old Gray Mare. And we all know SHE ain't what she used t...
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Tuesday, December 25, 2018

The Feast Of Even Steven

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Our Christmas dinner this year is going to be grilled by Farmer H on Gassy G. It was his idea. Of course, he's just grilling pork steaks...
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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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