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, November 4, 2021

Kickin' My Butt: A New Adventure In Plagiarism

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When we last convened, Mrs. HM was sitting at the kitchen table in tears from her painful right-side head. As soon as she was able to functi...
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Wednesday, November 3, 2021

Rumors Of My Rest Have Been Greatly Exaggerated

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I usually get by on 5-6 hours of sleep. Mainly between the hours of 5:00 to 11:00 a.m. I start in my OPC (Old People Chair), and then ascend...
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Tuesday, November 2, 2021

We Meet Again, And This Time There Is No Excuse

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You give somebody a break for not doing their job correctly, and what does it get you? A subsequent substandard display of cashierwomanship!...
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Monday, November 1, 2021

THIS Should Have Been My HalloweenTale

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Farmer H went to the auction on Saturday night. Halloween Eve. We don't really celebrate Halloween these days, with the boys grown, and ...
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Sunday, October 31, 2021

What We Have Here Is A Failure Of Mrs. HM To Read Farmer H's Mind

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Before Farmer H left for the auction on Saturday evening, he lectured me a bit on the treatment of my head pain from puffy sinuses as a resu...
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Saturday, October 30, 2021

Socking It To The Pony

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Farmer H had business in Casino Town on Friday. He sprung that fact on me Thursday night, with an invitation to accompany him. I've been...
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Friday, October 29, 2021

Lock The Doors And Set Up A Wooden Stand

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I went to my bank on Thursday. It was not a satisfying experience. But you knew that... I swear, the corporate office needs to lock the door...
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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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