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The Redneck's Outdoor Kitchen

The Redneck’s Outdoor Kitchen By Elton Camp Ole Bubba wuz lookin’ at a home magazine When one of them outdoor kitchens he seen Now, he didn’t think that it had to be so hard To make it where he could cook in the yard Bubba made a late-night visit to a parking lot From a grocery store, a shopping cart he got Grinning, he nearly couldn’t believe his luck And tossed it into the back of his pickup truck He raced home before the sheriff could see “Hit’s amzing’ whut you ken git fer free!” A pile of firewood he placed below it It was ready before you could know it The next morning, Bubba could boast About how he cooked his eggs and toast “Them rich folks ain’t got nothin’ on me. I’ve got my own outdoor kitchen, you see.”

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 9/30/2013 3:59:00 PM
ha! very funny...
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Date: 9/30/2013 4:07:00 PM
Thanks, I can get by with writing something like that since I come from the same background as Bubba. I grew up hearing "mountain talk" here in North Alabama. We lived way out in the "sticks" and the nearest neighbors were snake handlers and tongue talkers with church meetings held in their house. Some of my close relatives lived in abject poverty.

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