NationStates Jolt Archive

I hates read'n. Them ladys at the mart says it's good for learn'n, but I's a bright man I's need no damn books around waste'n space. Why can't them boys in that there school spend there morn'ns like me and my pappy did. Plant'n crops and turn'n pigs into ham and bacon. No.... theys just sit there in there fansy decks with there books. Skin pale from lack of sun light. So I ask my brother Jethro. I says "Jethro, why them boy read'n like some lazy ass hokkies," and he says "don't know paw." So I thinks to myself. I feal that there school is takeing up crop land. So me Jethro and some good ol'boys went to the school and made'em in to crop land. Used the books as mulch, and the boys are in line for that there t.v. death penalty I's told you about in my last message.

Surely you can compromise?

Where I come from, the kids that did grow up on farms worked for an hour or three each morning before going to school and for a few hours after school, devoting full-time work on the farm on Saturdays and summer vacation.

Hell, they still managed to keep a nice tan and get some work done.