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To: Mr.Manners who wrote (4556)6/18/1998 11:47:00 AM
From: Druss  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 12754
 
Kasha--Grits turned out to be a major sore point on the trip.
Lee and I ate at the same restaurant every morning while on the White River. I was trying to get the full Southern experience so I would order grits (I did have cayenne peppered pork rinds and biscuits and gravy, but I felt the full Southern experience needed to include grits). They never had any. Lee wanted to press charges as not selling grits in a Southern restaurant is a felony, however since being a Yankee in the South is also a felony and punishable by being buried alive in your carpet bag, I declined.
Druss



To: Mr.Manners who wrote (4556)6/18/1998 12:53:00 PM
From: Blue On Black  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 12754
 
Kaptain,
What Druss failed to mention is the first time he ended up in White River. As we were backing out of the dock on the first, the motor died. I ,accidentally, knocked the hemostats from my fishing vest and into the river while attempting to restart the engine. Druss dropped into the river to fetch them - the change from 90 degree air to 45 degree water can be 'invigorating'. He emitted a screech that left my ears ringing and caused workers at a nearby factory to go to lunch early. This caused a massive amount of whining. He refused to be consoled by my observation that quick immersions like that usually cause 'sensitive parts' to withdraw to an area near the tonsils. Judging from the screech, a crushed larnyx would have been neccessary to connect a kick to those sensitive areas about then. I found it wildly amusing but Druss refused to see any humor until his voice dropped a couple octaves back into its normal range. Go figure.
lee(the hick)