There are always three ways; your way, their way, MY WAY. Things will go a lot easier for you if we just do it my way in the first place.
My uncle Joe was the same way, story tellin', except with a west Texas accent. "Boy, Ahll tellya whhhhat..."
"Benny. His mother fixed my title."
I reckon that calls for another shot o' whiskey. That done beats all.
I loved that so much that I actually use it in my college writing classes. I showed it to the students and told them that THAT was how you tell a story (for Creative Writing), but that it was NOT how you write an academic essay..Either way, it was awesome.
Hey, I just figured out what Nate's been doing;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/gallery/2010/03/29/GA2010032903934.html?hpid=artslot
It is interesting to note some of the words and syntax are from English spoken in colonial days and beyond. Hill folk use them, and are criticized as bumpkins for it, without realizing there is a touch of the Continent still in their dialect.
I just find it amusing that he had a pre-1962 Harley going 115mph through the curve.
Well, the hiway patrol said it was 115. The needle was bouncing...
It's a tall tale, Bill. The area he's speaking of would tax a pro rider on a BMWSS1000R to do 100mph in those curves.
300 feet up!
And smoked a pack of Lucky Strikes on the way to the hospital.
There ain't no way!
Unable to give you a heart. so have a reply to push up your post. ........................................
"They" ain't no way.
Yes...hence, why I found it amusing. As if anyone could take that particular bike through a curve at that speed.And I'm not Bill, thank you. :-P
These are facts. You can ask anybody about it.
and come down on his head in a pile of rocks, but it didn't addle him none.
What can you say? Some dudes' heads are just harder than others'.
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