
Posted on: March 04, 2008
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From Frank Rowe of Kimberly comes “The Rules of Rural Idaho:”
:€-Pull your droopy pants up. You look like an idiot.
:€-Turn your cap right, your head isn’t crooked.
:€-Let’s get this straight; it’s called a “dirt road.” I drive a pickup truck because I want to. No matter how slow you drive, you’re going to get dust on your Lexus. Drive it or get out of the way.
:€-They are cattle. They’re live steaks. That’s why they smell funny to you. But they smell like money to us. Get over it. Don’t like it? I-84 goes east and west, U.S. 95 goes north and south. Pick one.
:€-So you have a $60,000 car. We’re impressed. We have $150,000 corn pickers and hay balers. Drive them only three weeks a year.
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This is Idaho: Mind your knitting around here
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