onomatopoopa

Bart and I drive to work together every day. Sometimes we have interesting conversations about government, Church stuff, how lame my boss is, etc. Sometimes we have conversations that are a little out there. For example, yesterday we talked about how we could totally live as farmers. So, in the event that our economy completely goes to crap, we concocted a plan for how the Andersons/Fords/Lays would survive if America reverted to an agrarian society. Here are your assignments:

Andy: Head Farmer--you are by far the toughest and the strongest, read further down the list to see who will be your assistants
Richelle: Teacher--you can educate all of our children because I most certainly don't want to be left in charge of that
Shawn: Mechanic--you are in charge of creating farm equipment that will help our farm destroy the neighboring competition
Mindy: Cook--I like brownies--please figure out how to make those over a wood-burning stove
Bart: Doctor--he said in the car that he wanted to do something else, but we have to have a doctor and he's the closest thing we've got; he can also be the mid-wife
Katie: Print shop/newspaper editor--another way we will make money and force our neighbors to read about how awesome we are
Derek: Crop duster--you will fly the crop duster that Shawn will invent
Becca: Seamstress--but don't make just aprons; I don't want my bumm hanging out in the middle of the winter
Kurt: Hunter/fisher
Bonnie-lass: Ranch hand--you can lass-o all the animals back to the corral. (hehehe. See what I did there?)
Jon: banker/store owner
Ashley: barber/assistant to the store owner
All the children: field hands--probably sounds kind of harsh, but isn't that the whole reason people had kids back then? Someone needs to start having some boys... Not it.

For any questions about your assignments, please contact Julie, she's the only one who's actually lived on a farm.