Keep your dog out of my 'maters!

A regular reader of the Surf Report has a daughter who lives in Arkansas, with a neighbor that's quite possibly a direct descendant of Ernest T. Bass.

Recently the daughter was called out to work, and left her dog (Megan) in the back yard.  During the day Megan apparently escaped and "visited" the neighbor's tomato patch.

And that's where the comedy begins...  The enraged hillbilly next door called and left a fantastic voicemail message, one that I challenge you to play just once.  It's a work of genius, on so many levels.

here it is. Another Surf Report world exclusive!

More voicemail fun:  Where are my damn box scores?
More obnoxious neighbors:  The Gargoyle Letters

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