Grandpa used to give us money for helping pick cotton during summer visits to Arkansas, then drive us to the local skating rink to spend it. Half a bag was usually enough.
never picked it, but have "tromped" it into cotton trailers (BM..before modules)....love the story of the old cowboy who took time out one year to help his widowed mother make a cotton crop...when the last bale was ginned, he said "I got down on my knees and promised God Almighty that if I ever planted another cotton seed, i would boil it for a week to be sure the SUMBITCH NEVER CAME UP!!!"....AMEN!!
"What an amazing stroke of luck! My humidity chamber just went on the fritz and I had no clue where I was going to find another" said no poster here ever.
Yer a bad girl. But we all knew that.
ReplyDeleteDefinition of a cotton picker?....a girl who lost the string to her tampon....
ReplyDeleteNever picked it either; but I sure chopped a bunch of it. Good motivation to improve your lot in life.
ReplyDeleteWhy did the aspirin companies quit putting cotton balls in the aspirin bottles?
ReplyDeleteToo many blacks dying of migraines.
Grandpa used to give us money for helping pick cotton during summer visits to Arkansas, then drive us to the local skating rink to spend it. Half a bag was usually enough.
ReplyDeletenever picked it, but have "tromped" it into cotton trailers (BM..before modules)....love the story of the old cowboy who took time out one year to help his widowed mother make a cotton crop...when the last bale was ginned, he said "I got down on my knees and promised God Almighty that if I ever planted another cotton seed, i would boil it for a week to be sure the SUMBITCH NEVER CAME UP!!!"....AMEN!!
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"What an amazing stroke of luck! My humidity chamber just went on the fritz and I had no clue where I was going to find another" said no poster here ever.
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