It's not like Louisiana doesn't have any? And the good thing is that it's even farther from what's on one side to what's on the other of the Sabine River. And I know what each side is called. The tin cans must be getting rusty and the string is sagging 'cause we haven't heard much about it up here.
Hope you had the lid on that gumbo kettle when the rain came. It probably could not stand being watered down any more. And I hope that whatever you were cooking didn't climb out if you did have the lid off.
Thought for the day: If somebody tells you that it tastes just like chicken, don't believe it.
Y'all have a good evenin', Brother Brian. Sorry to hear that Houston beat you. Was that Andy Houston in racin' or Jimmy Houston fishin'? 5 inches can make all the difference in a lot of things.
Joking aside, it's pretty obvious that Brian knows his product and that it must be good for him to stick around here for as long as he has.