**I was a feed salesman for years. We had a high falutin
double doctorate nutritionist come ride with me. One day he asked, “I’m
embarrassed to ask this, but where do grits come from?” I asked him to look
around and see what he sees everywhere…kudzu! I said, “yep, that’s it. There is
a contraption you hook a vine up to and it strips the leaves for fodder for
your cattle, and splits the vine open and the grits fall out by the bucket
full.” He thanked me and nothing more was said. Two weeks passed.
My phone rang. A very irate fellow on the other end was cussing
and screaming at me. Apparently, Bob was speaking to a large organization of
international nutritionists and asked, “I bet you don’t know where grits come
from!” Seems I may have misinformed him.
**my Mom made a remark one day about her husbands ex. She said
I should put some piranha fish in her pond. I said nah, she never goes in it.
Just pick some kudzu and throw it out the window on your way by.
The Carter Family - Keep on the sunny side
Red Hat--Day One
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