To: Alan Whirlwind who wrote (1874 ) 1/23/1999 1:21:00 PM From: Alan Whirlwind Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 1911
Pinky's Tailing Box: Weekend Edition Special Report... Domestic Violence on the increase... $ Congratulations Gentlemen--you have proven yourselves worthy of the traditions of our fine law enforcement family. Montgomery County welcomes you as one of its men in blue. Here are your badges. R-I-N-G-G-G-G Excuse me...Hello, Rockville Police Department...we'll send patrolmen over right away. C-L-I-C-K Now boys, most of our force is at this minute working on a moonshine sting... Curly: Yeh, that moonshine sure does sting, nyuk, nyuk. Moe: Quiet dimwit. S-L-A-P Curly: Owwww! Er...we have a domestic violence incident--some Cajuns south of town. I want you boys to cruise over to this address and handle it. Moe: You can depend on us Sir. Curly: Can we stop on the way for coffee and donuts? Larry: Splendid idea. Moe: I have another splendid idea. Culry/Lary: What's that Moe? Moe: Lean your heads close together so I can whisper into both your ears. Curly/Larry: Okay Moe. B-O-P Curly/Larry: Oooohh! Oooohh! Moe: Now get moving you donutheads. $ Larry: Must be the place... Moe: I'll handle this. D-I-N-G--D-O-N-G JC: Can I help y'all? Moe: My apologies for interrupting your suppertime, but we received a domestic violence report and are here to check it out. JC: I can assure you gentlemen that ma wife has nevah laid a hand on me. MM: Honey, why are these officers here? JC: Some crank called in a domestic violence on us dear. MM: That's silly, I would never hurt my little Jimmy. Moe: Ma'am, this is merely routine you understand. May we have a quick look around? JC: Y'all go ahead and do yo' job. Larry: Look at the living room Moe... Moe: The couch is ripped to shreds as if someone cut and slashed it with a knife. How did this happen ma'am? MM: I'm sorry to say my husband did it. Moe: And where is the knife or other sharp instrument he used to viciously assault your couch? MM: Oh, Jimmy did this with his teeth. Moe: With his teeth? How so? MM: He's an attack dog for the president and sometimes he takes his work home from the office. Curly: Hmm...those scratches Moe--there's more on the wall. Moe: Who are you calling a moron? See this nightstick? It's pretty handy. Curly: For what? Moe: For this... Curly: N-n-n-n-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a.... Moe: Our apologies folks--we seem to have gotten a bum steer. Larry: Some bum steered us here with a tale all right. Curly: Yeah, our Boss, nyuk, nyuk. Moe: See my two split fingernails, knucklehead? Curly: Yeah--I sees 'em. Moe: There's something about them I don't understand. Curly: What's that Moe? Moe: What they're doing in your eyes. P-O-I-N-G Curly: Ooh. Ooh. Moe: Oh, and I told you the nightstick was handy... B-O-P! JC: Well, it seems y'all've come along way for nothin'. This is obviously the politics of personal destruction. Curly: Ooh, ooh--you can says that again. MM: Speaking of personal destruction, why don't you patrolmen stay for supper. My husband makes some excellent Cajun hot chili. Lary: "Hot chili" is an oxymoron. Curly: Who are you calling an ox? Moe: Who are you calling a moron? S-L-A-P! S-L-A-P! Lary: Owwwww! Owwwww! JC: Excuse me ya'll fo' a minute. There's some dirt I fo'got to send on ma computer this mo'nin'. Curly: Isn't it amazin' what technology can do? I still vacuums though. Moe: The only vacuum I ever see you with is between your ears. Come on... S-W-I-P-E! Curly: Woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo-woo.