Don't Mess With Me

It's been a while since I've written something funny or personal. I have to share a funny story from the weekend.

To give you a little background, last week my cousin Tabitha sent me a message telling me that things were great in her life and she had a new boyfriend. Being the older cousin, I replied back and asked who gave her permission to have a boyfriend. Being younger and quicker on her feet than I, she replied "Who told you that you couldn't have one?"

I may have had some diet coke exit the mouth when I read it. Oh yes, it was funny. Especially when you know how much my family talks about my being single. If I ever get married, they'll have nothing to talk about. See, I'm keeping the conversations going.

Anyway, I saw the sweet little cousin on Sunday and I told her I'd get her back. She and her brother, along with a couple other friends went four wheeler riding and I told the guy she rode with to feel free to rough her up a little.

Y'all.

I am not telling anything that she hasn't given me permission to tell, but y'all.

I couldn't believe it.

So, the story goes that she needed to use the bathroom. Obviously there aren't any Texaco stations at the creek or in the middle of the woods and so she didn't something I would never dream of doing.

Oh yes ma'am. She did.

Right there in the open, she assumed the position. While in this compromising position, she must have lost her balance and decided the best thing to grab was the muffler. Again....oh yes ma'am. She did.

She came home with a burnt hand and probably some sand in some unpleasant areas.

So the moral of the story is, don't mess with me.

And the other moral is, don't squat outside behind a four wheeler, lose your balance and grab a muffler.

And the third moral is it's tough being a woman. This kind of thing never happens to men.


Thanks for the laugh Tab!