I was at a party down in Ferndale, watchin' the gate to keep out the local riff-raff. A car rolls up full of folks. I say, "Sorry, folks, this is a private party, you'll have to turn around." Pat is sitting in the front passenger's seat says "I OWN this ranch ,sonny, and I'll pull into my own driveway." Was a sorrowful man at her door next morning aplogizin' for tryin' to kick her off her own place.........Yes, we laugh about it still. She's a helluva great gal.
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I was at a party down in Ferndale, watchin' the gate to keep out the local riff-raff. A car rolls up full of folks. I say, "Sorry, folks, this is a private party, you'll have to turn around." Pat is sitting in the front passenger's seat says "I OWN this ranch ,sonny, and I'll pull into my own driveway." Was a sorrowful man at her door next morning aplogizin' for tryin' to kick her off her own place.........Yes, we laugh about it still. She's a helluva great gal.
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