magine, if you will, three temperate southern (US) women rocking away on
a porch as the sultry summer's day comes to a slow end. The horizon is
awash with the sun's setting hues. A few pesky no-see-ums fly about.



The first lady speaks up in her slow, southern drawl and says: "Sisters,
I've been thinking. Each of us has a husband whose name is LeRoy. It's
been mighty confusing lately. Sometimes when I yell 'LeRoy!!' your
husband comes and sometimes yours answers and once in a while mine
comes. I think it's time we rename our husbands to end the confusion."



Quiet returns to the porch scene only to be interrupted by the creaking
of the hold rocking chairs on the loose planks. The first lady again
speaks up and says, "I think I'll name my husband 'Seven-UP'".



"Why, sister, why are you going to name your husband 'Seven-UP'?"
queries one of the old gals.



"Why, he's got seven inches and it's always up!" replies the first lady.



The second lady then muses a bit and says, "I think I'm going to name my
LeRoy 'Mountain Dew'."



"Why, sister, why are you going to name him 'Mountain Dew'?"



"Well, cuz mountin' is one thing he do real well," the second lady says.



Both then turn to the third woman as she rocks slowly in her chair and
of her they ask, "And, what will you name your husband, sister?"



"I've been thinking that I just might name him 'Jack Daniels'," she
said.



"Why, sister, Jack Daniels is a hard liquor!!"



"That's my LeRoy!", the third woman responds...

EXCELLENT .... lmao .... thx for the giggle

love it hard liquor

Gotta love that one

THANKS FOR THAT!

ME AND MY DIRTY MIND!!!!

Great one

Sounds like southern guys are the best ones

You better believe it WTC:-) It's an art form.

...And depending on where in the south it is, skills may be passed down
from generation to generation...lol.