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How do you all like that picture of that California Hillbilly? He used to live around this grubby little town but he got all preturbed and loaded up his triple wide and moved to an obscure part of Californy. Took him three trips. I'm not sure what he does out there, but by the look on his face, I'd say it's stronger than beer. He said he was picking weeds in a grape vine place for a while, but they caught on to his eating and taking the grapes. He said they weren't that good and they didn't go well with possum, grits or scraple. He used to moonshine in the hills around here. A gallon jug was two bucks. We tried it in our 1963 Ford Falcon Four Door, just to see what would happen, and it blew the engine up. We pulled the big butt motor out of a 1959 Desoto and put it in the Falcon, after much cussing and welding and stuff, that big butt motor would flat damn motor at about a 25% mix with premium. We were doing 140 miles per out on state 192 and Pa said that the Falcon sat in the field too long for that kind of fun and we had better slow down so the tobaccy spit wouldn't fly back in the car, and the front right wheel come off. "We rolled for half a mile and nearly broke our necks". Did you know that if you put some of that moonshine in a spray bottle, you could clean anything. Well, the missus is calling, sounds like the "Rabbit in the Pea Patch" call. We will talk about why the californy hillbilly got preturbed next time.