To quote the late, great Michael Reed, I'm as country as a brown egg. I grew up in Linn's Crossing, Alabama, population 10, a poor country boy with no indoor plumbing until I was in the 3rd grade (no joke). I had a hell of a daddy who was a hard working, no drinking, no smoking bad ass who kept my stupid ass in line. Toughest man I ever knew. I try my best to be like him and I'm not even close. I'm married to the Good Witch from the North and have 3 wonderful kids. If you're southern, or know someone who is, I'm like that granddaddy or uncle who sits around and tells stories, trying to make you laugh until you piss your pants. Most of my storytelling is 95% true. The 5% that's not true is when I talk nice about people :) I love college football and ROLL TIDE, even during the seasons when they almost get beat by Duke. I bleed crimson. I wish they played ball like they did in the 1970s when they would come to the sideline with a broken arm and the coach would pull the meat back over the bone, put some tape on it and tell them to DRY IT UP and get the hell back out there. And they would do it because they weren't sissies like they are now. I miss the good ole days.
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