You know you're in the club when the neighbour pops in unannounced (the only way they pop in, by the way) on his ATV to show you the cow tongue he's delivering to the Scotsman on the other side.
"Ya, I told him I had a cattle-beast slaughtered, and he says can I have the tongue? My wife says, does he know that's the tongue he's been licking his ass with for the last twelve years?"
I was at somewhat of a loss for words. Me and the Farm Manager moved into the 'hood about ten years ago. Folks in these parts tend to be wary of newcomers. It took ten years to see a cow tongue in a plastic bag.
We've arrived!
Those Scots will eat anything... they invented haggis, didn't they?
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