Old Fart's and Pouffes Bar, Grill, and Hogewey Infirmary

Chase said:

Such disbelief is never quenched, but here goes: I'm talking a roll of carpet and side rolls of pad to cover a room, not an industrial roll from a mill.

As for tying deer securely to luggage racks, game isn't stiff at first and can be arranged to cool out so nothing is ever in front of the windshield nor ever touches the cowling over an engine. The first gets a ticket from the highway patrol; the second gets a ticket at a game-check station.

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No, no, Chase, I do believe you, I just couldn't visualize it. Remember I'm the one who got two 100lb Labradors and one 6'5" guy in my bug, no arms hanging out. It was an emergency, the dogs stood on my seatbelt tightening it across my neck for the entire drive. Okay, that was not fun.

Haggis said:

Then again, some people jump out of airplanes voluntarily.

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"Blood on the Risers" to the tune of "Battle Hymn of the Republic":

"Is everybody happy?" cried the pilot taking off.
Our hero boldly answered "Yes!" as they climbed aloft.
The spot came up; he jumped right out, waving as he left...
But he ain't gonna jump no more.

He counted long; he counted loud; he waited for the shock.
He kicked his feet together as he felt the awful drop.
He jerked reserve, the silk spilled and wrapped his legs...
And he ain't gonna jump no more.

The days he lived and laughed and loved went running through his mind.
He thought about the girl back home, the one he'd left behind.
He thought about the ground crew, and he wondered what they'd find...
Since he ain't gonna jump no more.

He hit the dirt, the sound was splat, his comrades running wild.
The ground crew hopped around with glee and rolled their sleeves and smiled,
For it had been a week or more since last a jumper piled...
'Cause he ain't gonna jump no more.

The refrain between verses begins, "There was blood upon the risers..." The perfect jump school mess hall song.

Chase. I think.


My fondest memory of my VW bug was driving my kids to school and back. There was a gap between the back seat and the rear window, which we called the 'dogbox'. My kids would fight about who was going to sit in it as they all wanted it. In the end they resolved it by all three of them cramming themselves into it, (I don't know how) faces plastered up against the back window and making 'blowfish' at the motorists behind.

Ah. Them were the days. Before seatbelt laws, of course.

GailD said:

Chase. I think.


My fondest memory of my VW bug was driving my kids to school and back. There was a gap between the back seat and the rear window, which we called the 'dogbox'. My kids would fight about who was going to sit in it as they all wanted it. In the end they resolved it by all three of them cramming themselves into it, (I don't know how) faces plastered up against the back window and making 'blowfish' at the motorists behind.

Ah. Them were the days. Before seatbelt laws, of course.

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Many of the cars in the 50's & 60's had a fairly large rear deck between the back of the rear seat and the bottom of the rear window. We used to take turns laying on that deck and waving at cars.

Sort of an early version of the bobble head, eh?

PorterStarrByrd said:

Sort of an early version of the bobble head, eh?

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Despite the Lone Ranger mask, the evil smile gives you away. You know who you are.



Deposit 1,000 unmarked dog biscuits at any Detroit Chase bank, and the negative will be mailed to you.

Otherwise, this goes public with names, including the underaged involved.

Anonymous

That's why he expects you to pay up

Chase said:

Despite the Lone Ranger mask, the evil smile gives you away. You know who you are.

Deposit 1,000 unmarked dog biscuits at any Detroit Chase bank, and the negative will be mailed to you.

Otherwise, this goes public with names, including the underaged involved.

Anonymous

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Haggis said:

That is so wrong.

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PorterStarrByrd said:

That's why he expects you to pay up

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yup. the chihuey evil smile is definitely there - no doubt about it.

a victim of the worst possible sort of rumors .. true rumors

Haggis said:

She was easy, okay!?

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*Wonders if she was also cheap*

I thought that went without saying considering ...

Cheap is in the purse of the holder.

Lavern08 said:

*Wonders if she was also cheap*

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She'd have to be.


Hey, orderly, roll me up to the bar, will ya?

*Looks around the bar and sees no other patrons*

Drinks are on me, barkeep. Got two 5-star reviews on Amazon today for my novel. DANG!

*Sees Haggis crawl in the bar*

Bartender, cancel that order!

Haggis said:

I'm a slow reviewer, okay?

Besides, you don't have any 7 foot tall Indians in your story. Makes it harder to review.

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Sorry, I was distracted, Dawg. Had to perform some routine maintenance on my avatar.

Just for the record -

I DON'T HAVE STRIPES!!!!!!











Some stars, but definitely no stripes!

That's disgusting

GailD said:

Just for the record--I DON'T HAVE STRIPES!!!!!!

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The lady doth protest too much, methinks. Yeah, right. Like all beautiful gals have just one outfit.

JoeBear said:

Got two 5-star reviews on Amazon today for my novel.

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Congratulations, JB. Literary accolades amid scandal. These could well be the good old days.

Haggis said:

That's it, JB. You're out of my will.

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Poor JB. No pre-chewed leather toys, treasure map of buried bones, or doggie bed on which who knows whom slept.

However, we all should pay attention to Elmore's rules, and I for one am anticipating a flurry of posts in the mad dash for 40,000.

87 bottles of beer on the wall...87 bottles of beer.
If one of those bottles should happen to fall: 86 bottles of beer on the wall!