Bo-Nose
Five-Star Recruit
Too bad you can't hire me, old Bo-Nose. I would sign you up for my special "Crazy Southern Redneck Property Protection" package. Basically, I'll sit on your porch or porch equivalent in nothing but my overalls and corn-cob pipe, petting a double-barrel shotgun in my lap while the Deliverance theme song plays ominously over an old-style radio nearby. I am a professional at "Evil-Eye" stardowns and I would assure you that "Ain't no gawd-darn yankee doodle be comin' neah' th'property less'n by th'grace o' God I dun'well splatter they a$$ ever'whar". (Spits)
But alas... :dunno
But alas... :dunno