Jill's Place

A life in progress, spent mostly in the kitchen

During the commute

I was on my way to Sears this morning to get a new tire, and I saw a vehicle I immediately knew I’d be blogging.

Picture a huge, black, filthy dirty Chevy pick up truck. Across the back window were vinyl letters spelling out WISHIN IZ FISHIN, accompanied by a couple of stickers of fish made out of the American flag, along with various yellow ribbon decals, flags, and bumper stickers.

It’s hard to say “I’m a redneck” any more than that. I mean, there are probably a very few cliches missing from that vehicle, but really . . . .

Dude. That’s a statement.

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