So I was at my grandma's house last sunday or so for a
crawfish boil, and next to the usual horseshoes game some
of my cousins set up a game of croquet. In cajun country.
You have to drive through a ton of swamp highway to get
to this house, it's in a new subdivision called Bayou Crossing.
I'm like, -my- coonass cousins play croquet. Croquet. A
game played with tea and scones, not fresh boiled crawfish
and crabs and budweiser. My dad managed to get a picture,
complete with swamp behind the backyard.
music: Stone Temple Pilots: Big Empty
candice at May 10, 2005 10:29 PM
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