A mud fence is still a fence, after all.

Abner was so mean, he could make a worm jump.  Never had a kind word about anything.  The truth of the matter is, he didn’t know poop from paint.

“Agnes, you look as ugly as a mud fence today.”

Finally…. Agnes had had enough.  Scooch on over.  Ugly is sitting next to you…..and her name is mud.  It’s the new pretty.

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