I like the simple life because , well, deep down I'm just a simple person. Why run to and fro and try to get this and that till you have so much junk you have to have a yard sale every other weekend?
My friend, Dennis, doesn't see it that way. He told me the other day that his kids saw me pooping in a hole in the back yard and covering it up. Well that's not my fault that his kids are little preverts.
I got a private fence up. And my shower hanging from a tree limb with a water bucket over it is MY business.
Dennis, I said. Unless you putty up that hole them kids have made in the fence, tonight they are going to get their first lesson on sex education cause Myrtle is back with me and we're sleeping raw under the stars.