I know Sparta is not the sort of place where socialist weenies want to be caught messing with barns or someone’s livestock. Those farmer’s aren’t afraid of sociology majors in hoodies.
Those farmer’s aren’t afraid of sociology majors in hoodies.
Most farmer and ranchers I know will shoot you and you’ll be buried in a farm field in no mans land.
At the family restaurant they’ll ask for oat milk, arugula and a plant based vegan burger on a defatted flax seed bun.
Either:
Waitress will okay. Got ‘em all today. Did you want fries with that?
or
Harvey, get the guns out. We got the city pansies cold in booth 5. The ones that got out of the Prius.