Stealin Food

Yep, I’ll consider myself an undocumented dinner guest. Some will probably praise in order to steal my valor to boost their own perceived virtue.
 
I grew up poor. When I was a kid, we used to stop on the side of the road and raid corn fields, peanut fields, watermelon patches, whatever, on the way home from the creek where we caught our fish.

Sometimes, we'd get the treat of getting real ground beef from the grocery store, but back then it was primarily, fish, squirrels, rabbits, coons, deer, and once a year, we got our part of the hog that Granddaddy raised.

I ain't above it.
 
OldDevilDawg said:
I grew up poor. When I was a kid, we used to stop on the side of the road and raid corn fields, peanut fields, watermelon patches, whatever, on the way home from the creek where we caught our fish.

Sometimes, we'd get the treat of getting real ground beef from the grocery store, but back then it was primarily, fish, squirrels, rabbits, coons, deer, and once a year, we got our part of the hog that Granddaddy raised.

I ain't above it.
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Next time I see you, I will show you them 4 small wounds on my ass. Rock salt, from old man Johnson. Bunch of us youngins stole his watermelons. Because i ran like i stole it, I only got 4 of them rock salt pieces.
My buddy, who was a tad chubby, got most of it.
 
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