Uncle James brought the Mom some Meskin beer, and since I'm her drinkin partner, she set me up with a stainless steel bowl and Ozarka waters... and we parked ourselves in the driveway to enjoy the cool airs.
Uncle Oscar came over to join us and later my various nay-bor-hood kin (including Aunts Michelle and Monica and Uncles Jeff and Chuy, Aunt Veronica and Cousin Gabby). I was quite sociable ceptin canine competition.
Fact one is... Luke likes all the peoples to himself.
Fact two is... Uncle Oscar rocks. He is way good to me, and I like him for myself, thank you.
Simple formula: Pork rinds (didn't know what they were till tonight) + Pecans = Love.
Monday MOMandMEday - No SUN here for our SUNday - No Lord Waldo - No Lord PF on HIS point - ...and as I was putting this together to stage for posting, I hit The PF Pala...