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We have some guys from Texas in the office this morning. You can slay with that accent. The younger guy drawls off a "Were y'all spectin' cowboy hats'n'booooots?"
Um *blinkdrool* No-ooo...
Then one of the older ones sticks his foot in the air and goes "Well I'M wearin' 'em. They're good for your feet!"
*giggle*
And then. Leaving.
"Have a good day, Ma'am."
Heee! No one calls me ma'am. I feel like I should have just fed them chicken fried steak and mashed potatoes and be wiping my hands on the apron of my modest homestead dress or in my bouffant hair.
Um *blinkdrool* No-ooo...
Then one of the older ones sticks his foot in the air and goes "Well I'M wearin' 'em. They're good for your feet!"
*giggle*
And then. Leaving.
"Have a good day, Ma'am."
Heee! No one calls me ma'am. I feel like I should have just fed them chicken fried steak and mashed potatoes and be wiping my hands on the apron of my modest homestead dress or in my bouffant hair.