What Kind of Full Time RV’er are You? Part III

I.M knows he kind of left all y’all a might bit broken up’ yesterday, but unfortunately that are the way the walnut hull sometimes cracks. Howsoever with the extra time to write, this here post were expansioned to include never here before unseen data of the type only I.M. can provide, and with that, we will pump that tire back up and take off from where I.M. left off yesterday, which were that we was gonna be discussin’ the I bins.

It are the I bins that me and Nilda see the mostly of, whenever Ol’ 5th Wheel runs long enough to get to an RV park without breakin’ down, which ain’t very often, let I.M. tell you. You can usually tell these I bins cause they got some map a showin’ on their mobile, mobile home thats got all these colored things a coverin’ up all the places where the states of these here United States is a supposed to be. Fact is that some of them also tries to hide parts of Canada, mostly I.M. are thinkin’ cause that’s a might easier since them patches is so big they put on that country up there, so each one covers up a lot more. All of which makes it look like y’all been to a while lot more places than ya actually been.

This I bins tend to be right friendly folks, tellin’ ya all kinds of things ya really didn’t either need to know nor want to know, and all that about folks you’d be most likely to never meet or places you’ll probably never see. Now before you think all these folks is like that, lots of them is right regular folks like me and Nilda, whose one of them ourownselves. It’s some kind of badge of honor for them I bins to say that they been a doing this full time thing longer than whosoever they is a talkin’ to at the moment. Though with me and Nilda always a worryin’ about where to get parts for Ol’ 5th Wheel and the like, we leave the, we’s better than you jabber, to them fellers in the gaudy big mobile, mobile homes that’s main purpose in life is to act like their better than all we'alls even though they ain’t.