|dave 50 8n ||
Posted 03-05-2004 at 11:46:15
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No disrespect to Hank's post below, but it reminded me of a road kill incident:
Once upon a time a few years ago, I was zipping along our hilly country road, and suddenly, I saw a cute, fuzzy, wuzzy, wittle skunkie up ahead on the road in my lane. Couldn’t stop, or swerve outta the way.
I thought to myself, “honk, so it’ll get out of the way!” So, I honked, (RUN, skunkie, RUN!) but the little critter stayed put, and up his tail.
And ˝ second later, I nailed him.
He must’ve emptied his sack into my low import undercarriage, and that car was the epi-center of stink for a while.
It vaguely reminded me of some curry dish I had.
Once I got used to it, it wasn’t so bad.
|Steve from TN ||
Posted 03-05-2004 at 12:03:59
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I was 16 and in love with every pretty young thing in the county when I ran over a neighbor's white rooster. The neighbor had two pretty daughters..........so, I think I might get some points in with these lovely ladies. I sneaked around into Mama's chicken yard and stole one of her white roosters and gave it a ride down the hill to the neighbor house. The mama of the girls came to the door and accepted my rooster and my story. She graciously thanked me and I left.
Forty years later, I was running for public office and met one of those lovely ladies. I told her the story about the rooster and told her why I did it. She laughed and told me that she used to sneak over to our pond and hide in the bushes and watch us go skinny dippin'. She said she had a path worn out through those bushes and brambles. Ah youth, we knew what we wanted; we just didn't know how to get it. She and her husband promised me their votes and invited me to stick a sign in their yard. The old sweethearts(Imagined and real) never leave our hearts completely.