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To: Blue On Black who wrote (4546)	6/17/1998 11:27:00 AM
From: Mr.Manners	Respond to of 12754

lee, so far I am unable to tell... there is just a constant high-pitched tone that has my pooch running around in circles I think she is in need for some Tbird and even some Hendrix... I can't give her the Tbird (that would be wrong - besides she can pick up her own bottles.. she has been getting quite a good reception with her sign 'My Owner Trades Stocks - Will Work For Kibble'... I am getting tired of Kibble)

To: Blue On Black who wrote (4546)	6/17/1998 1:23:00 PM
From: Druss	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 12754

Vacationing in Arkansas--Day Three continued Lee and I get to the White River for some trout fishing but the river is too high to fish due to the dam upstream releasing water for power generation. Lee ascribes this as he does all things that go wrong to 'a Yankee plot'. We settle in to our cabin and then we get a bit of luck right away. We run into a couple of very friendly local ladies. Both quite attractive and appear to have good figures under their bib overalls. We hit it off well from the start as Lee notes I have a Western accent so they tend to be less suspicious of me than a typical foreigner. I am paired off with one named Becky Jo. They come into our cabin to chat and Lee pulls me aside to give me a warning, "Druss you can just look at these two and you can see they is high class ladies. Just look at the cut of them overalls, Hell they even got ribbons in their hair. We got to move careful here, these ain't your typical farm girls what will jump in bed with anyone with a smooth line an two dollars. These is class all the way. They got real Southern morals, manners, and honor." "So we have to get them drunk?" I said. "Yep, and it looks bad, they could be the type to really hold their liquor." Dispite Lee's misgivings the ladies were about average for Southern females only downing a quart of Jack Daniels each. Becky Jo was a warm and thoughtful lady, she even took out her chaw before kissing me (judging from some muffled gags in the next room Lee was not so lucky). After the ladies left Lee and I headed to a local restaurant to eat. As befitting the true Southern tradition of honoring a woman's reputation we did not speak much about the encounter with the two ladies beyond Lee's comment of "Damn, I hate Copenhagen." and my own remark of, "Next time I am going to see to it she leaves the spurs outside." [This is true] The restaurant we chose was Brangus. We walked in crunching peanut shells under foot (they lay in a thick layer on the floor) and made the mistake of ordering a Sirlion special each. They arrived on a huge cast iron plate with about a side of beef hanging literally over the sides on each one. We sipped our drinks from Mason jars and debated whether a regiment of soldiers could down it, much less the two of us.

To: Blue On Black who wrote (4546)	6/17/1998 11:21:00 PM
From: Mr.Manners	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 12754

lee(the hick), Sir Larry of Suburpia thinking too much of Becky Jo doubles his dose of Viagra accidentally: members.tripod.com

To: Blue On Black who wrote (4546)	6/18/1998 11:28:00 AM
From: Druss	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 12754

Vacationing in Arkansas Day Four. Lee and I set out in a boat on the White River fishing for trout. It is a unique fishery as the water is released from a dam upstream and so the fishery is artificial. Arkansas is too hot normally for trout. However since they release the water for power generation from the bottom of the dam the trout thrive. However as Lee and I are to discover they can and do release it in surges, big surges. So the water level can go from 2 ft to 15 ft in a few minutes. Over the next few days Lee and I are able to time the arrival of the big water surges from the dam on the basis of our fishing. If we are starting to catch a lot of fish the water surge is about to arrive and spoil it. We decide to use tactics to deal with this problem and when the surge drive us off we head downstream to fish where the water has yet to arrive. The drawback to this quickly reveals itself as it involves wading. Since we have a typical Arkansas summer day (on loan from Hell) it is somewhat like having the lower half of our bodies packed in glacial ice and the upper half stuffed in a pottery kiln. For me though the most memorable part of the day comes at the end. Lee and I are sitting outside our cabin discussing the day and he looks over at me and says, "You know Druss, if you wasn't a scum sucking, piece of Yankee slime I might get to like you. But you is, so get f**ked." It is a treasured moment of camaraderie.