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.

Sunday, September 1, 2024

The Plot Definitely Thickens

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When I left for town on Saturday afternoon at 3:45, the dogs did not come to greet me. I tossed their tiny treat on the side porch anyway. A...
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Saturday, August 31, 2024

Mrs. HM's Good Deed Is Punished Once Again

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Do not doubt the idioms, people! Mrs. HM is living proof that there is underlying truth in sayings that you might take for granted. For exam...
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Friday, August 30, 2024

I Am Intrigued By This New Venture

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As I mentioned yesterday, there's been a new development in the Dog Track supposedly being built by our across-the-road Neighbors. _____...
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Thursday, August 29, 2024

The MisInformer Is 1 For 2

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Farmer H was sitting on the deck of POOLIO as I left for town on Tuesday. I hollered to ask if the POLE MEN were still blocking the road. Be...
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Wednesday, August 28, 2024

Mrs. HM Is Stymied Once Again

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Well, Not-Heaven's bells! All I want is an uneventful trip to town once a day. It's a 10-minute drive. Five miles. Is that too much ...
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Tuesday, August 27, 2024

Like Helping An Old Lady Across The Street When She Doesn't Want To Go

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The more feeble I become, the more I've noticed that people try to help me. Gone are the days of young men darting into a Casey's do...
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Monday, August 26, 2024

To Catch Some Thieves: Inside Job

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When I worked at the insurance salvage store, we all took a turn on the register. We had other jobs, like the floor manager, and the pricing...
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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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