Living in Georgia can be rather...well...interesting. And not just Georgia but the swamps of Georgia, bah Gawd. Since I was born and raised in The South sometimes I don't hardly give certain sights a second glance. Rebel flags flying at a local business? Mullets on grown men wearing sleeveless flannel shirts and work boots? Old ladies with a wad of baccer in their lip? All par for the course of living in the rural South.
The other day we headed to Cracker Barrel for dinner. Cracker Barrel and I have a long history together, including the years I spent in SoCal where there is no Cracker Barrel, if you can imagine such an atrocity. (If you ask me, it's proof that there just ain't something right with those West Coast people.) My husband even took me to Cracker Barrel for our first date, which really, I should have taken as a sign of times to come. Heh.
So we drove into the parking lot and circled around back where we saw a very large truck hooked up to a very large trailer. Inside the trailer were three bulls. Yes, those kind of bulls. Huge! HUGE bulls! We stopped the car to let the kids check them out, and let me tell you...it was slightly unnerving to have just a wee bit of metal in between myself and a very LARGE bull.
I thought about capturing the moment on film, but folks. I like you. You're my friends and I honest to goodness didn't want to subject you to the absolute terror of seeing the gonads on those beasts. Sweet Jesus, the nether regions of those bulls would put Ron Jeremy to shame. #JustSayin Frightening.
Fully traumatized, we drove away from the bulls and headed in for our meal. We chose just the right time because as we exited Cracker Barrel there was a tour bus unloading about 392 senior citizens. My definition of hell? A tour bus full of 392 senior citizens.
As we walked to the car I glanced something that normally wouldn't make me do a double take. But for some reason I chuckled and thought to myself, "You know, not everyone gets to see this. Not everyone would think this is normal.". So I took a picture to share with you. Welcome to Georgia, folks.
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love it! we have cracker barrel in colorado, coming from NJ I was blown away, I have been once or twice. I might need to go again soon.
Would this happen to be the CB in my town?? LOL Because I think I've seen this too!!
I love it!!!!
Hilarious. A few years ago my town in Vermont sen out the annual independence day celebration flier and had to specify that lawn tractors should not be driven to the fireworks. So, yeah, same crazy rednecks, different accent.
Snort. See just when I get homesick, you remind me why I moved. Heh heh heh.
Frankly loved the post and the photo is vintage South... and just for the record, we have a cracker barrel here in beautiful northern colorado, not sure what I would do without one. I can get a taste of home without sacrificing my body to heat rash and mosquitoes.
That's great!!
Ha! That's the scene every day right? I mean, I see it daily! ;)
that's a shnazzy little tractor. Is that what that is?! It's hilarious, whatever it is. Oh, Cracker Barrel. I'm one of those West Coast people who shudder at the thought, but I'd be lying if I said their pancakes didn't rock my world.
There are just no words. Love it.
This is CRACKING ME UP! I live in the vicinity of West Virginia, and when we're passing through, we see our fair share of craziness. This takes the cake... all that in one trip?!
LOVE it! Gave me a good laugh to my day. I used to live in GA for about 3 years, and the only way I could ever explain GA to others was by saying "it's a state that you'd need a passport to come visit" ;)
I DID NOT see that coming. Too funny!
I adore this post. It is so hilarious! Your whole blog is awesome, I'm really enjoying it.
I gave you a Lovely Blog Award, don't know if you do those or not but at any rate, if you want to "pick up" the award, it is here:
http://creeksidelearning.com/2010/09/22/my-first-ever-blog-award/
Keep those wonderful posts coming!
Julie
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