My family raised cotton, and it’s still a cash crop in central Texas. When my mom and dad moved into town, my mom became a beautician. My dad was always talking about moving back to the country. My mom told him, “I’ve picked every cotton boll I ever want to pick!” She also told him she had no intention of sitting on the back porch and watching the dogs f***, cause that’s all there is to do in the country, but that doesn’t have anything to do with your original post.
But it sure was funny.