… I’ll start at the expense of my buddy lol

Back when he was 21 or so he ended in a bar up by the lake after running trotlines and icing down the high fin blues…well after a few beers and a shot or two of that turkey he got to feeling his oats

… ever now then he’d hit the table he was at and say “I feel like slapping somebody tonight! “

There was a big stout ol man in his 50’s minding his own business at the bar

.. after about the fourth time my partner did that… the ol man calm walked over to him… snatched him off the stool…held him up at arms length and proceeded to walk and slap him all the way out of that bar

… then threw him the back his truck

… walked back in and asked “any of you boys feel like slappin somebody tonight ?” Lol

…. He ain’t no worse for the wear though … and didn’t really learn anything from it lol

I had a run in with an escaped gorilla at summer camp for aspiring rappers once but I shared that story here already

We need to see the video....and just for clarity, is slapping folks a Texas thing? Never heard of that here.

Got to hate it when that happens Yessir …. Was it shaboozy lol

Dang…he’s right stout himself.

… oh yeah… we so stout we’ll kill a man with a closed fist

… trotliner stout don’t compare to logger stout… them boys pulp woodin since they was 3 ain’t to be messed with

When I was young and silly:

It's story time not picture time. Start that and JP will fall of the wagon

… shoot let’s make it a picture thread too

… here’s me old but still silly




… put one in here Yessir

As opposed to old and even sillier?

Me in my outlaw days

Lmao

Sorry ya had to quit drinking

Actually my oldest boy

Here's actually me

… you think we couldn’t figure that out by the date lol

… my youngest outlaw here lol

Didn't know you knew John Anderson back in the day Savell. Id have to go dig out some police reports to remember what it was i did back then, lol.

We use to rent a house in Ponca Hill NE,,,, when I got out of hig school…..
We called the animal farm and would hold big keg parties with camping,,, I always collected the money wearing a choke chain dog collar at the gate.
We posted signs by the major road leading up to the place.

Noice young family pulled up to the entrance and asked what kind of animals we had,,,,,, I grabbed the collar and started barking,,,, they left….

It was are tradition to put plugged in tv on the two story shop we had and throw them off to explode sometime in the night,,,, my job…..


Everyone was yelling Jump….. so I did into the hay bail seating…
People thought it was cool and started jumping,,, little did the know my foot went threw the crack in the hay bail and busted…..

Next morning we were driving to the hospital, down a long windy down hill road and the driver fell out of the drivers seat….
Made it to the hospital and had to wait hours because everyone from the party beat me there…