I Know You’re Not Supposed to Kick a Man When He’s Down. But One Last Kick And Then I’ll Quit. I Promise.
Last night, Bubba was sitting watching the teevee. Out of the clear blue, he said to me, “Ya know, I bet more people came to your little website yesterday than voted for Rick Perry in New Hampshire.”
“Nah,” I replied. “New Hampshire is a whole state and I’m just a little ole beauty salon in a small Texas town.”
But, out of curiosity, I went to check.
Oh good Lord, Rick. Hang it up. I whipped your butt. That has got to hurt, mainly because I spend $20 a month on this website and Rick spent $5 million so far.
But I ain’t getting the big head, because right off the top of my head I can think of 70 or 80 things in my little town that are more popular than Rick Perry. Starting with my dog.
And the Ebola virus.
Okay, okay, I’ll quit.