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, July 4, 2022

Who's Checking The Checkers?

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Sweet Gummi Mary! Sometimes, I swear that cashiers undergo no training whatsoever! Unless just enough so they don't "accidentally...

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Sunday, July 3, 2022

Is There Such A Thing As DogNip?

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My fleabags went crazy on Saturday afternoon. They were perfectly normal when I left, but upon return, it was as if they were possessed by a...

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Saturday, July 2, 2022

Not Somewhere I'd Want To Hang Out

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The fireworks stand at Country Mart does not seem to be doing a booming business. Heh, heh! Get it? I said "booming," and it's...

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Friday, July 1, 2022

Hillmomba Has Been De-Triangulated

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Remember the missing electric bill and tax receipts ? They have been found! Farmer H is off the hook for the second electric bill. The one ...

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Thursday, June 30, 2022

Like Hillbilly Mom, Like Pony

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The Pony was at the Mansion on Tuesday, to pick up the Acadia to drive while his Rogue is in the shop getting a new compressor for the air c...

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Wednesday, June 29, 2022

Zirconium, We Hardly Knew Ye

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Welp! That's done. As I feared, Back-Creek Neighbor Bev had her dog euthanized on Tuesday. Maybe she didn't have a choice, what with...

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Tuesday, June 28, 2022

The Curious Case Of The Dog In The Daytime

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I don't even know where to start with this story, and I WISH I didn't have a hunch how it's going to end. Farmer H went back to ...

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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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