Crazy ass Fandel's (not Joey)
Tonight I went to a cookout at Kayla Fandel's house. My parents and her parents were friends for a long time. We got invited and I decided to go because Fandel-ville is usually a fun insight to farm life. Usually when we go out there animals are all around you. Tonight was no exception. Their horses are completely silent until they are right behind you and then they go shhlpphhlphphlp or whatever that fucking noise is called. Then, a three legged dog wandered onto the property and we fed it because it looked pathetic. Kayla's father Ron is a pretty funny guy. He likes degrading women, driving a lawnmower that goes 20 mph at a three legged dog with the intention of actually killing it, and shooting things. I like the guy, what can I say. Ron is a truckdriver and one of his friends gave him some liquid you put in your tank to get better performance before he left. As soon as he got out of sight Ron poured the mix on the fire. Fuckin A. So far, the cookouts I've been to this year are 3 for 3.