HEY EVRYBODY OUT THERE IN CIBERSPACE! MY NAMES BUCKET AND KERRY WANTED ME TO TELL YOU ABOUT MYSELF. I MET KERRY DOWN AT THE GIT N GO WHEN I WAS BUYING SOME CRICKETS. THEY AINT TO MANY GAS STORES LEFT THAT CARRY BATE NOWADAYS. ANYWAYS SO HERE GOES NOTHIN.

I BEN CALLED BUCKET FOR AS LONG AS I CAN REMEBER. MOMA AND DEDDY ALWAYS USED TO CALL ME BUCKET CAUSE THEY CARRIED MY AROUND IN A 5 GALLON BUCKET WHEN I WAS A BABY. THEY COULDNT AFFORD NO STROLLER OR NOTHIN LIKE THAT. I DIDNT MIND CAUSE I WAS A BABY. MOMA WOULD STUFF BLANKETS AND CORN HUSKS DOWN IN THE BUCKET WITH ME TO KEEP ME WARM AND STUFF.

WHEN I GOT BIGER I ALWAYS CARRIED THAT OL BUCKET AROUND WITH ME. SO THE NAME BUCKET STUCK EVEN AFTER I WAS TO BIG TO FIT INSIDE. I THINK EVRYBODY SHOULD HAVE A BUCKET. YOU CAN SIT ON THEM WHEN YOUR FISHIN AND THEN CARRY THE FISH HOME IN IT WHEN YOUR DONE. YOU CAN SHELL YOUR PEAS IN IT AND IT MAKES A GOOD SEAT AT THE FISH FRY ON FRIDAY NIGHT. DADDY WOULD HAVE ME WATER THE BLUEBERRY TREES AND ID USE MY BUCKET. THE HANDLE ON MINE BROKE A LONG TIME AGO SO I USE A BIT OF ROPE AND DUCK TAPE FOR A HANDLE NOW.

ANYWAY I GREW UP IN PHEBA WHICH IS A LITTLE NORTH OF STARKVILLE. ITS OUT IN THE COUNTRY BUT I LIKE IT THERE. MOMA AND DADDY GOT THEM A NEW TRAILER A WHILE BACK SO I GOT THERE OLD ONE AND I LIVE IN IT NOW RIGHT NEXT TO THEM. MY LIFE AINT TO EXCITIN BUT I GIT ALONG FINE. I GOT ME A GIRL AND I GOT MY BUCKET SO THATS ALL I REALLY NEED ANYHOW.

WELL MY FINGERS ARE GITTIN TIRED AND I GOT TO GO CHANGE A TIRE ON THE TRACTER. MAYBE ILL SEE YOU AGAIN.