So with all that said, I am going to give her a try. Yes, I am allowing Imogene to be a guest blogger. What? You don't know Imogene? Imogene is pictured above. She is the blonde chick on the left. I wouldn't have even recognized her if she hadn't been in the picture with her best friend, Ethyl. I have NEVER seen the woman smile. When I asked Imogene about this picture, she told me the following:
"Ethyl drug me down to the damn Woolworths because Olan Mills was in town and you can't convince me that she didn't have the hots for that greasy little photographer. That shrimpy little tease behind the camera kept squeaking a rubber duck in my face until he forced me to throw one of those rubber balls at him. It hit him square in the head, and I'll be damn if he didn't snap the picture as I was laughing at his pathetic ass. Ethyl loves this picture. She even put it in the Baptist church directory! Nobody knows me from Adam!"
Sorry, blogging buddies! Surely you can put up with her one day a week. You MUST remember that Imogene is totally out of control and is totally politically incorrect! She really can't help it though. She doesn't get out much. You see, Imogene lives deep down inside of me and only gets to run around town when she and Ethyl are performing on stage! But I do have to warn you that once Imogene comes out, I have NO CONTROL...absolutely NO CONTROL! Imogene says what she wants to say and says it how she wants to say it! She is a small town, chicken-fried, Texas woman who is not going to be told what to do!
You have been warned. I hope you love Imogene. She grows on you!
By the way, when Imogene is blogging, I request that readers don't copy any of her words because Imogene is an original...and because she will come slap the snot of you if you do!