Thank God I'm A Country Boy!

Y'know what's great about living here in the country?

I mean besides the fact that the night air, under the crescent moon, is sweet with the smell of hay and wildflowers?

When I'm walking Faithful Companion, and he's taking a piss, and the urge hits me, I can just whip it out and piss right along with him. How cool is that?

Try that on Greenwich Avenue, O Urban Dwellers!

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