My big brother, who is eleven years my senior, hits the big 6-0 today.
Man, let’s see. It’ll be eleven whole years before I reach the big 6-0. The big 6-0 sure is a looooong way off for me. Gee, it must be somethin’ to be the big 6-0…hmmmmm…I can’t imagine. Our Momma was just saying the other day, “I can’t believe D will be SIXTY!”
Wow. I mean hey, I hope he can still read this…ya know?
It’s alright though…he’s pretty durn wealthy. He’s got me on that one!
Yep, he’s got a great big neah-ne-neah-ne-neaaaaaaah-neah! on that one.
But he don’t flaunt it as they say here in the South.
So we’uns all still love him and he knows I’s just kiddin’ with him.
Anyway, Big Brudder has this thing about watermelons. Well actually, we both do and we go back and forth about it. So, I thought I’d send him a trailer load of them this year for his birthday.
Yes, that’s a trailer in the sketch, not a pickup truck. Being inventive like we are here in the South, we just whack off the truck part when it quits and make a trailer out of the rest.
So happy birthday Big Brudder. These is all you git…and you can keep the trailer.
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Great watermellon drawing Don! My husband is going to see a band called “Watermellon Slim” tonight. Wonder how watermellon could be slim???
Well, a slim watermelon might just be a cucumber, ya think?
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