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Monday, 22 December 2008

Some 'we were so poor' stories from Banjo Hangout.

People saw us kicking a can down the street and asked what we were doing...we said "Moving"

We hung the toilet paper out to dry.

We couldn't pay attention.

We made a hole in the kitchen wall, behind the cooker, and we used to dip our bread in next door's gravy!

We leave my door unlocked. A burglar might come in and lose some of his change.

My grandma went to the local government office and said: "I hear y'all declared a war on poverty. Did we win?"

The dog got nervous every year at Thanksgiving.

We had to borrow a few beans, to make the gas for a fire.

Our momma used to serve cereal with a fork.

The only things we saw on the kitchen table were elbows.

The bank came and repossessed the calendar they gave us at the county fair.

We would go to the KFC and lick other peoples' fingers.

The electric company came to the house and blew out the candles.

Maw & Paw had to face opposite directions and hook their elbows together, just to make ends meet.

We had to reach up to touch bottom.

When we needed a new pair of shoes Ma would make us run outside when it was raining.

When we got our feet good and muddy she made us come inside and put our feet up until the mud dried.

H/T DML

1 comment:

Mr Mayor said...

Had I not been a boy, I would have had nothing to play with on Christmas morning.