Howdy Dave,I can't believe you found and wrote on my blog.....I thought it was doomed to a dark and silent future. I really don't know how this all works myself. Maybe I need to check it occasionally :) I guess I expected it to send me an email when someone blogged. Anyway it was nice to hear from you. Becky
SONY??? Ricky ,Steve, Chalie and Russell say you were a 6 foot 5 inch armpit 45 years ago named James!!!!! Hey, And we liked the guy. Is that dude still alive and well?? And does he still give dance lessons to jugheads like us who were born with two left feet???
Where the @#&%?!& are ya. You know us Ole Arkies, IRS agents and Revenuers are out front. We're headed out the back. Fill the frig with beer, chain-up the dogs, and turn on the bug zapper, Yo fixin ta have company fer a spell.
Got agoin late. We'ins was gona set oft at the crack of noon, but soulda jest drunk brach water lass nite. Ar hades air a mite big, an da gals a bit hard to get em to werk afore da men gets up. Dawgs air much better dan wemon. Steve an da utter guys hitched ole June to the afore end o my ole Chevy an we kicked out da front winder so's we coud steer ole June gas bein as high up as it tis. Aheaded at cha. Rick says ta lit ya'll know ware we be. But we juss coud be sum ware ells. Alookin aforward ta meatin ya. Nebber knowed abodie dat ran a feed store afore, an i'm hungry. See Ya, Bubba
Dis here is a litter rit fo Bubba frum Leroy. Bubba he kaint rite cuss Rick an Steve dun wint an beet him. Wein wus comin ta see ya'll but Bubba he takes us down a road dat dint go no wars named Kul D Sack. Hit jus wint roun an roun fer a days. Ole June he's dade. Bubba he kep alookin fer a waterin hole but thar aint wun on dat dare road. Aint never seen da like. Dont no da weins Kin git dare frum here.
Don,t know who else to write to, found your e-mail address in an old Chevy that was left in a circle drive east of 540 at Moutainberg. We could see them from the Biker Bar on top of the hill on the west side of 540. The old car was being pulled by a mule that loked like it was 50 years old. When they reached the circle drive they just kept circling until the mule dropped dead. I,m not right sure just how many people were in that car because it had started in snowing, and it's a long down there. They did give the mule a propper sendoff and buried it. They stayed a little over a week down there before they dug up that mule and bar-b-qued it. the whole bunch then went to work on that Chevy ripping the top and turtle hull off and tying them together. Then they set off back up the hill to 540 with their personals on the top and turtle hull. There was an 18 wheeler at the side of the road, parked in the snow, headed north. That bunch snuckup behind it and tied on. Well we had spent a lot a time and beer watching this band of idiots and hated to see them go. They did start out but that trunker must have been going the wrong way. He swung his rig around and headed south. He was doing about 60 when they hit the tunnel. There of course was no ice or snow in there and we could hear some load yelling even over the roar of that diesel engine. Must a got pretty hot sitting on that steel. Don,t know what happened to em. Can only see the north end of the tunnel from here, and I was laughing so hard my sides hurt and so drunk I fell off my bar stool. P>S> no tags were on the Chevy, so if ya know who they were, you don,t have to admit it. I would,nt!
Hi guys. Did you guys break your fingers. we are in MO and was thinking of you. I know yo don't work. you should have time to respond to some messages. we would rather not be ingored. Linda, vickey, and steve says hello too. Let us know what and how you guy are doing. more later
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Howdy Dave,I can't believe you found and wrote on my blog.....I thought it was doomed to a dark and silent future. I really don't know how this all works myself. Maybe I need to check it occasionally :) I guess I expected it to send me an email when someone blogged. Anyway it was nice to hear from you. Becky
Ricky & Steve say James SUCKS!!!!!
SONY??? Ricky ,Steve, Chalie and Russell say you were a 6 foot 5 inch armpit 45 years ago named James!!!!!
Hey, And we liked the guy. Is that dude still alive and well?? And does he still give dance lessons to jugheads like us who were born with two left feet???
Where the @#&%?!& are ya. You know us Ole Arkies, IRS agents and Revenuers are out front. We're headed out the back. Fill the frig with beer, chain-up the dogs, and turn on the bug zapper, Yo fixin ta have company fer a spell.
Got agoin late. We'ins was gona set oft at the crack of noon, but soulda jest drunk brach water lass nite. Ar hades air a mite big, an da gals a bit hard to get em to werk afore da men gets up. Dawgs air much better dan wemon. Steve an da utter guys hitched ole June to the afore end o my ole Chevy an we kicked out da front winder so's we coud steer ole June gas bein as high up as it tis. Aheaded at cha. Rick says ta lit ya'll know ware we be. But we juss coud be sum ware ells.
Alookin aforward ta meatin ya. Nebber knowed abodie dat ran a feed store afore, an i'm hungry.
See Ya, Bubba
Dis here is a litter rit fo Bubba frum Leroy. Bubba he kaint rite cuss Rick an Steve dun wint an beet him. Wein wus comin ta see ya'll but Bubba he takes us down a road dat dint go no wars named Kul D Sack. Hit jus wint roun an roun fer a days. Ole June he's dade. Bubba he kep alookin fer a waterin hole but thar aint wun on dat dare road. Aint never seen da like. Dont no da weins Kin git dare frum here.
Don,t know who else to write to, found your e-mail address in an old Chevy that was left in a circle drive east of 540 at Moutainberg. We could see them from the Biker Bar on top of the hill on the west side of 540. The old car was being pulled by a mule that loked like it was 50 years old. When they reached the circle drive they just kept circling until the mule dropped dead. I,m not right sure just how many people were in that car because it had started in snowing, and it's a long down there. They did give the mule a propper sendoff and buried it. They stayed a little over a week down there before they dug up that mule and bar-b-qued it. the whole bunch then went to work on that Chevy ripping the top and turtle hull off and tying them together. Then they set off back up the hill to 540 with their personals on the top and turtle hull. There was an 18 wheeler at the side of the road, parked in the snow, headed north. That bunch snuckup behind it and tied on. Well we had spent a lot a time and beer watching this band of idiots and hated to see them go. They did start out but that trunker must have been going the wrong way. He swung his rig around and headed south. He was doing about 60 when they hit the tunnel. There of course was no ice or snow in there and we could hear some load yelling even over the roar of that diesel engine. Must a got pretty hot sitting on that steel. Don,t know what happened to em. Can only see the north end of the tunnel from here, and I was laughing so hard my sides hurt and so drunk I fell off my bar stool.
P>S> no tags were on the Chevy, so if ya know who they were, you don,t have to admit it. I would,nt!
Hi guys. Did you guys break your fingers. we are in MO and was thinking of you. I know yo don't work. you should have time to respond to some messages. we would rather not be ingored.
Linda, vickey, and steve says hello too. Let us know what and how you guy are doing.
more later
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