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, March 31, 2025

Hillmomba Takes A Pounding

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We expected rain on Sunday. Farmer H would have gladly grilled some of our leftover frozen sausage patties. But I told him I saw rain was fo...
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Sunday, March 30, 2025

A Tentative Plan For Pupsie's Very Special Operation

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Pupsie is barely any tamer than when Scarlett first stole her. Pupsie WILL come close to me, and will sniff the back of my hand, and allow m...
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Saturday, March 29, 2025

The Pony Is Back!

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Around 2:00 on Friday, I got a text from Farmer H: "Pony wants to meet so he can use my phone to get one ordered so be late coming home...
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Friday, March 28, 2025

The Universe Deals Sharply With Mrs. HM

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What in the Not-Heaven? Mrs. HM is a pretty good egg. If you were to take a peek at her permanent record, you would see that she has never b...
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Thursday, March 27, 2025

The Saga Continues On Finding The Pony

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The Pony was last heard from Monday evening, on Facebook, by Farmer H. He was going to come out on Wednesday morning at 9:00 to use my phone...
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Wednesday, March 26, 2025

The Pony Once Was Found, But Now He's Lost

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Imagine my relief on Monday evening, when I was getting Farmer H's supper ready, and my phone rang. It was The Pony! I could hear someon...
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Tuesday, March 25, 2025

Missing The Pony

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All day Sunday, I kept meaning to send The Pony info on the sale of the QuickFlip House, to have for filing taxes. The Pony also got a check...
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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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