"Oh, the tree house"... I get it it.
I forgot my sister's place had trees with mugs
Just in time for dinner... hot dogs and corn on the cob...
BUT...
My bottom was still vibrating from the bike ride...
I just had to stand up and chill for a minute...
Ooh, para- sailing... now that looks relaxing...
Fly-over billboards... now this is the Myrtle Beach I remember!
OK...time to sit down and finish my dog...
yum...yum!
We were all wiping our faces and just about ready for dessert
when my brother-in-law pointed to his cob and quietly mumbled...
"the rows of corn are always even"
Judy didn't say anything...
but her face SAID what I was thinking...
"poor Frank is one kernel sort of a full cob..."
"Frank...you're on to something!"
Well, after "E" came up with even rows...
I decided I got to go check this out for myself...
BUT it took awhile...
Do you have any idea how far I had to drive to find a corn field at Myrtle Beach!!!!!
And can you believe it...
every ear I checked had 18 or 20 rows...
"even number" every time!
"Shazam...Uncle Frank...you're A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!"
"Colton...keeping it real...sorry to burst your bubble... BUT...Frank...
this whole "corn row routine" of yours is something like you'd hear in any cheap hotel comedy lounge in Iowa...
I'm totally not impressed...
it's DOLLYWOOD and not Hollywood for you guys"...
"SORRY!!!"
HEY GUYS... NO PROBLEM..."Chill"...it's just an ear of corn...
Hey, it wasn't Hollywood but it was beachie keen!
Overall... a good relaxing trip... a little ear-ee... but good. LOL!
oh, almost forgot..check the corn thing out for yourself..it's true!