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Howdy ya’ll!
Laddy here.
We have done run into a little glitch here in Pie Near Woman world. Pie Near seems to have disappeared. Now don’t git your knickers in a knot! As I write this, we got a search party out scourin’ the prairie to find her! Paco and Pesky are ridin’ the range, checkin’ the back lower north forty and I got Wetsy searchin’ the upper lido deck on the Love Boat as well. So don’t ya worry! We’ll find her! Lord knows this blog ain’t worth nothin without her. Read more…
Hi Ya’ll. Laddy here… AKA the Marlboro Man… the brains behind the butt…the tingle that goes with the hiney… the kisser on the keister. Usually when you see me on my wife’s blog, you are viewing me from my most excellent posterior, but this is what my face looks like.
My wife, Ree the ‘Pioneer Woman’ is sleepin’ off a drunk right now after a long day of filmin’ her TV show for the Food Network and I thought that maybe fer once I’d get on this dang blog of hers and tell you how I feel about all this Pioneer Woman crap without her watching over my shoulder and telling me how to say it.
My name is Pie Near Woman! I smell like money and I taste like butter. I can lactate whipping cream on demand. Anyone want a latte? Welcome to my Fantasy Foiblin' Frontier!
