When Wesley and I started dating several years ago we still felt the need to act affectionate towards one another. I was in Texas at the time and he drove 10 hours on Valentine's Day so that we could spend some quality time. We butchered hogs together. No joke.
This Valentine's Day I hauled a calf to the packer so we'd have meat. Also, we had another, much smaller calf break its leg and Wesley asked me if I wanted to skin it out. He'd be kind enough to hang it for me.
Seriously, guys, this is our life. We don't try to be honky, sometimes it just happens.
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Just like mama said... If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all.