Damn
Googling around, I just discovered my great uincle GB is still alive and kicking around.
Damn, I’m gonna have to look him up.
He was a Texas Ranger. “One riot, one ranger”. A man’s man. I last saw him in 1984 when I was still married to my ex. I figured he was dead.
In other news I’ve managed to put my hands on a half bottle of Le Dauphin de Guiraud, a second wine, cheap but tasty. I ate a slice of herb brie and some crusty bread with it. Very nice. It’s not d’Yquem and Pate, but it was ok.
You need to look him up. Bring somma dat good wine and cheese. A true Texas Ranger will appreciate that. But you know this. Get thine ass in gear.
What part of Texas? I need to get in touch with him.
1984? Oops. The first few comments with him ought to be humorous.
Bottle of wine? Ha! I’m drinkin boxed wine at the moment…. and eating soup from a crock pot. Yeeeee haawwww!
Where’s my banjo…
He’s actually in Michigan, now, Dick. Yeah.from Texas to Michigan winters. I told you he was tough.