Ok so my wife only shares a variation of one name with Ms. Jolie who as it turns out may be officially knocked up. Be careful brad that young-un may come out and throw a roundhouse at yer noggin.

I reckon that was an appropriate pic cept Angelina will be facing the porcelain god now.

Here are your White Trash Wednesday bloggers

Click for Exclusive Actual “white trash” family conversation from inside a tin box somewhere in the deepest darkest reaches of Bumfuct Egypt.

Howie: “Where is the digicam? I think I can get a couple good pics for WTW this morning”.

Mrs. Howie & Wonderboy : (blank stare)

Howie : “You know the camera? The digital one that Wonderboy uses”.

Wonderboy: “I don’t know”.

Mrs. Howie : “Don’t look at me”.

Howie: Sigh, “Well can we find it where did you put it last?”.

Wonderboy : “Dad, you are so mean!”

Mrs. Howie, “Like hell, I’m not going to look for it now. Wonderboy had it last %%$^%”. (It was a bit early to be asking the little woman for favors)

Howie: “How can you lose a great big case with all that stuff? Uh, never mind I have to go to work”. (under breath mumble) "Now what am I going to do for WTW shucky darned".

Pick your battles gentlemen. After this I passed three “Welcome home soldier” signs and a group of three deer stood in the middle of the road and “struck a pose” for me. So I understand that lack of preparation on my part does not constitute an emergency for Wonderboy. IM, got any advice on how to convince him that if he wants to make a living at photography it may be a good idea to know where the camera is? He makes pretty good pics when he is interested. I’ve been kind of quietly nudging him that way as he seems to have a bit of talent if not overwhelming interest.

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