Saturday, April 14th, 2012
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The first obit I actually like a lot.
“Weary of reading obituaries noting someone’s courageous battle with death, Mike wanted it known that he died as a result of being stubborn, refusing to follow doctors’ orders and raising hell for more than six decades. He enjoyed booze, guns, cars and younger women until the day he died.”
I like him already, despite never knowing him, but he follows with this:
“So many of his childhood friends that weren’t killed in Vietnam went on to become criminals, prostitutes and/or Democrats. He asks that you stop by and re-tell the stories he can no longer tell”
Bloody well done, Mike. May the beer always be cold, and the engines always be hot.
That Roy Rogers wore some pretty ornate boots. Here are a pair from the Roy and Dale museum. He favored a couple makers but he also tended to look around for new and unusual boots.
So when he came home one day with a new pair of shiny, ornate lizard and python skin boots Dale was not the least bit surprised. They sat on the porch and admired them, and then Roy changed into work boots and he and Dale both went off to do some chores. Roy went to retrieve his new boots before going inside for lunch, and found to his dismay they had been mauled by some beast, the carefully tanned and brightly colored reptile skin damp and gnarled and full of tooth marks, pieces actually torn off, the heels and soles cracked and destroyed.
Normally a patient and long tempered man, Roy sees red. he walks out into the yard, and there in the Apple Valley dirt, were the unmistakeable tracks of a mountain lion.
Unwilling to let this stand, Roy follows the tracks and soon is face to face with a huge lion, traces of lizardskin still sticking to it’s whiskers. A pitched battle ensues and while Roy is unarmed he is pissed, so before too long, he is dragging a severely beaten mountain lion home, semiconscious, bleeding, tongue hanging out, and you should SEE the mountain lion!
He staggers up to the house, ties a rope around the lions neck and ties the other end around a tree in case it wakes up, and
walks up the porch.
Dale has been sitting on the porch awaiting his return, and doing a crossword puzzle. His clothes in tatters, Roy reaches for the screen door when Dale looks up at him and says
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