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The Real Truth With Texas Idioms

The Real Truth With Texas Idioms Miracle Man October 22, 2023 Saturday nights in Haskell was always a battle, some thought Ruff might be “all hat and no Cattle”. He oft searched for Jack to settle some long ago spat, Ruff was bigger “than a boarding house cat”. Tom you ask, once more, how big was the other? “so big he looked like he ate his brother”. But an altercation with Jack some saw as a toss up, for Jack was said to be “Faster than small town gossip”. Everyone feared Jack and with him built rapport, though he was not “the sharpest knife in the drawer”. They both started drinking upon leaving the house, and soon, both appeared “drunk as a meadow mouse”. At times I’ve seen both acting just like some smurf, thoroughly “confused as a goat on AstroTurf”. The fights they had got them no gold buckles, but sometimes “it would just cloud up and rain knuckles”. Back then I was plain stupid without a disguise, “and so narrow minded I could look through a keyhole with both eyes”. God is good!

Copyright © Tom Wright

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