GETTING PLOWED VALLEY STYLE

As a teen we'd often say, "Let's go out get plowed Friday night." We were not farmers. We were beer drinkers.

Getting plowed was equal to being plowed under by a tractor 'cause we got so blasted.

This time of year they're plowing it under in the Valley. Dirt, that is. That's what being plowed under.

I'll miss the beauty of the Valley. I will not miss the bullshit that goes with this M'f-ing job. There are easier ways to make a living.

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