I've lived in Texas three weeks. I've hired a guy named--and I'm not making this up--Boomhauer to build a ramp for me so I can get into our back shed (the shed is about 18 inches off the ground). He is as nice as can be.
Boomhauer has also been hired to replace some lights in the master bedroom. At least I think I have hired him. I can barely understand Boomhauer. Marty can't understand him either. We think he might be speaking with one of the following accents: Cajun or Klingon or just Texan. We don't know. We don't care if he does good quality work and his price is right.
He also has a dog named (we are pretty sure) Molly he brings with him. Molly understands him beautifully. She has us at a disadvantage.
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