On their "property"? What property??? They have just
under a quarter of an acre, half of which is concrete pool area crowded with tiki bars and overpriced patio furniture, and the other half of which is a fenceless front yard (on a corner no less) that runs straight into the street. Where the
duck is he gonna keep these quail? Is he gonna tuck their coop into Dogshit Alley under Golden Boy's window? Next to the patio dinner table where the quail poop can season their Chik-Fil-A? In the front yard alongside Priscilla's Jagwires flags? He is
really jealous of his mom's homesteader lifestyle...either that or he feels emasculated that he's slinging Slime makeup instead of living the Good Ol' Boy country lifestyle he had back when he was Thunderfoot, and needs to prove to himself that he's as much of a man as his mama. I'm gonna guess it's a little bit of both.
Speaking of jealous, it's interesting that Priscilla would choose
now to confess her weight gain...right when Lauren is having so much weight loss success. I wonder if she's setting the stage for a Mounjaro or Ozempic prescription of her own.
I can't believe we're on page 48 already. We just started this thread! Ass can only dream of this level of commenter engagement