And you can imagine the look on my face when we pulled in and this is what greeted us.....Bubba's eyes lit up...."hot damn, I think I'm gonna like this place honey!" Bubs, why are those boots upside down on the hood??? Oh those are the pipes - snorkeling tubes so he can go in deep water. And because? I can see it coming...Bubba will want his own "mud" truck and insist it be part of any potential deal. And because? A boy and his toys. And the requisite trampoline was another plus....yes for our one day grandchildren I am sure. Bubba has roots too I suppose.
When I finally got out of the car wondering what the heck happened to Bubs the "Blue" pup (Blue American Pit Bull) was all over me- I screamed and screamed and just like the question if a tree falls in the woods does it make a sound? And all I could do was to run back to the Q and lock myself in....glaring at Bubba's cell phone in the console.... Yes this was a Bubba kind of a place. And just like Bubs last farm, up in South Carolina I only visited it once. I am sure this will be deja vu.
Come on Bubba we need to get up to Atlanta. I know your buddy Fisak aka the Silver Fox of Buckhead is waiting for you.....to top of a banner day it was a night of boys and their toys....and I thought I was done with that 40 day nightmare!