god, I'm a hick

The other day made me realize how damn rural I live. The other day a buddy came by and his family had sent him with a bunch of corn andtomatoes that his family had grown and had too much of, as the evening progressed and we were hanging out he mentioned that his family needed zucinni, which coincedentally is hard to spell, but our family has a shitload of zucinni so we bagged some up along with some excess plums, and sent them with him. The bartering system is alive and well.