Let me tell you about our white trash party Easter. Parking wasn’t a problem since most of my family isn’t allowed to drive. Everything was conducted outside because that’s where the drinking began. Plus there wasn’t enough room in my trailer. I mean most of my cousins are clad in maternity clothing and about to pop. Not only that, my family enjoys the company of flies.
In my backyard, or should I say ant hill, every poor heathen bastard child in my neighborhood hunted for colorful ova like it was going to be their last meal or something. I made sure I hid those eggs pretty well in the old appliances, junk cars, recliners, and other yard ornaments. I also made sure I didn’t boil the eggs. Hah! While other peoples offspring were trashing my lawn and egging my trailer, I prepared a pitt in order to cook a pig leg. The smell of the pig leg on fire attracted all the people with financial dysfunction disorder to my trailer. The moochers drank and ate as much as they could. They even took some home, and there was still pig leg left overs. Anyway we all had a great time, and the pig is fine now, we just couldn’t eat him all at once.
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on March 26th, 2008 at 11:02 pm
First!
on March 26th, 2008 at 11:07 pm
“Ova Quest” – sounds so much more upscale than “egg hunt”. But if there were enough alcohol? i’d be crossing my legs and attempting to “drunk proof” my most special orifices with duct tape…
on March 27th, 2008 at 12:09 am
Ova Quest sounds like something a World of Warcraft geek would go on.
on March 27th, 2008 at 1:06 am
Ova Quest – it’s not just for IVF doctors any more!
I hope you only gave the moochers left-over bunny chops.
on March 27th, 2008 at 2:19 am
What, no possum meat? Fresh hog leg should be saved for Christmas. I’ll send you a cut of hippo butt next time.
on March 27th, 2008 at 4:34 am
UW, how far is your trailer from daisyfae’s?
on March 27th, 2008 at 7:19 am
Nursemyra, is that like a zen koen you just came up with?
on March 27th, 2008 at 8:19 am
Mmmm…pig legs and ova hunts.
Reminds me of my wedding.
Good times…good times…
on March 27th, 2008 at 8:44 am
I want an invite next year. I’ll bring the possum meat.
on March 27th, 2008 at 9:55 am
Some critters are too good to eat all at once. Happy Secretariat Day!
on March 27th, 2008 at 10:06 am
how far are yew from jawja, sugar?
on March 27th, 2008 at 10:46 am
It beats standing in the rain watching the heirs.
on March 27th, 2008 at 10:54 am
Sounds like a sucessful Easter to me. I hope some of the eggs were hidden sharp, rusty objects – make them work for it.
on March 27th, 2008 at 1:09 pm
14th!
on March 27th, 2008 at 2:04 pm
“Financial Dysfunction Disorder,” huh? I like that. Have been suffering from it for years.
on March 27th, 2008 at 5:34 pm
LMAO!! I really love your blog…
on March 27th, 2008 at 8:10 pm
Whoo hoo! You got me beat! All we did for Easter was get kicked out of the reletive’s house we were staying and have to find new digs! I may have a cooking job lined up soon!
on March 28th, 2008 at 1:59 am
do you live in a holler uw??? LOL you are quite the comedienne I wonder if you ever thought about doing standup??? oh and do you ever wear daisy dukes at your restaurant??? us yankees just cotton to such things I bet that aroma of the pigleg was fantastic!!!
on March 28th, 2008 at 4:43 am
“the pig is fine now”
Ha!
on March 28th, 2008 at 7:51 am
What, no photos?
on March 28th, 2008 at 11:20 am
Ova hunts…. a thing of my past, thank God!
on March 28th, 2008 at 6:20 pm
Huh? I reckon mah invite got lost in the mail?
Hilarious!