Y'all don’t know what rural love looks like. Y'all don’t know. We got 6'2" burly fellas rolling in from the logging camps like “yeah I’m looking for a packer for my boyfriend”. We got welders coming in after work and you gotta ask em to scrape off their boots at the door and their hands are black with gunk so we gotta help em sift through the strap ons. Three ladies come in wearing floral dresses with their hair in rings like they just got out of church and you ain’t sure if they’re together or just friends but when they leave they’re all holding hands and one gives another a kiss. Old fella with a walker comes in for some lacy lingerie. 85 year old widow is going on a first date since her husband passed. People are people all over the place, it’s not different when you can’t see it
Nah, because one time I, a girl from Texas (the great green yeehaw) listened to a girl I can only describe as Western Gothic describe to me in detail how she pegged her boyfriend. Who is on the baseball team, has a mullet and a country accent, and is about 6 inches taller than she is. And then he picked her up after school, happy as could be in his Ford pickup! Literally, she brightened. And so did he. It was adorable.
