If I had to guess how I get married, it’s probably gonna be some gal I don’t or barely know, we’ll meet on a completely random occasion, hit it off and after a few months just be like “haha let’s get married today.” “Okay sounds good to me.”
Any more effort than that & I’m out.
The people selling hay for $200/ton outta the field cause it’s dry musta went to the same business school as the packers cause “fuck the feeders, let’s make our margin as big as possible”. You’re making your 50$/ton at $100-130/ton hay. Don’t get greedy.
I am like a little Hancock colt. Can be great & have awesome potential but definitely have some wild, unpredictable, outlaw blood that has taken a lot more miles than average to decide he wants to be a well-mannered broke horse.
I promise I’m worth the time once I’m finished.😂