Hole In The Wall

2007-09-19

My co driver sends his greetings.

He looks like he is a panic in the truck photo. I forgot to tell him how to reach the brake.

The space next to me is his and his alone. Unless Stan comes South for a ride along.

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RangerBill574 said...: I have a load of Campbell's soup which I picked up in Paris, TX and I am now bound for St Lou. Tonight I blog from Texarkana, AR.
Close to Hope, AR home of one of our dearest Presidents-William Jefferson Clinton.; September 19, 2007 at 2:47 PM
RangerBill574 said...: GAAAG; September 19, 2007 at 2:47 PM
RangerBill574 said...: If I find myself shipping out for Iraq-I am looking for a sitter for Spike by the way.; September 19, 2007 at 2:48 PM
RangerBill574 said...: PS-he is accustomed to diesel engines, a/c, two squares, cute leedle poodles and fireplugs in all 49 states and Canada.; September 19, 2007 at 2:50 PM
Stan Harrington said...: Pretty big truck for a little dog - where does Annabelle ride, in the sleeper?; September 20, 2007 at 10:32 AM
Stan Harrington said...: I can see why you do not use "Spike" as a releift driver, he can barely see out of the side window, let alone the windshield. Suggest a larger dog.; September 21, 2007 at 7:30 AM
RangerBill574 said...: Remember the soup load. Rejected by the receiving warehouse, the whole load. So I haul it back to Paris, tx; September 21, 2007 at 11:13 AM
Shana said...: First...I will take the labels off those cans....could be worth millions to my local school district. Second...If I take spike...do I get the truck too??? huh?? I want the truck too......but...I will offer spike much larger quarters while you are gone...three squares and a little boy to pick on.....; September 22, 2007 at 9:33 AM

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In the Pit

Twas the night before hangovers

And all through the pit

Those gathered were drinking

No one knew when to quit

.....

The Eagle was drinking his rum

As Pooba, he was atop his own throne

And as for the rest of us

He left not one of us alone.

.....

The brunt of some joke

Victim of some gag

What's his latest gimmick

What's he got in that bag.

.....

The Charmin had blessed us

The whole derned crowd

Nieghbors dialed up 911

We were getting a bit loud

.....

The clans were assembled

Wolf, Bear, Buff and Moose

And my Gawd, the dawgs

Who the hell turned em all loose.

.....

Trailers were circled

As wagons in days gone past

It rained the first two days

And the skies are still overcast

.....

John in the cook tent

Taylor in her char

The fire is blazing

Look Out! The blue tarp is on fare!

.....

Heidi pourin out coffee

Eric sluggin his beer

Stan dishin out one liners

And Arnie-the fear.

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Our relation is coming

For to join the Hole in the Wall fun

Blue Duck may be with em!

Everyone git yer gun!

.....

Blue Peep got to Shana

She singed her bird digit

Sure mustiv smarted

It's still makin me fidget

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Taylor is wound up

She jist won't quit her talkin

That's Ok, in the next few weeks

She'd prove to be walkin

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The clan girls were here

secluded up on Estrogen Rise

Linked only by zip line

and soaked from the gray skies.

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The kids all found safe harbor

And shelter in the Grand Ol Eagle's nest

Everyone was workin

Engineering was put to the test

.....

John and his tape

Eric, his wit

Bill slapped a dandy ninety

And the gazebo still won't fit.

.....

The gravel was great

Keeps us outta the mud

Cept the kidlets

Who are covered in crud

.....

They're baking odd objects

Made from Anchor Point clay

No idea what they all are

Maybe, jist maybe some day.

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Granny and her wineglass

Grampy and his wig

Too much for John and I

We pull another swig

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Now the time for adios

But we'll come riding back soon

Ranger Bill rode out before sunrise

and the rest of us before noon.

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Hole In The Wall

2007-09-19

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