Posted by Old Crone on October 07, 1999 at 23:04:41:
In Reply to: Re: Wattles vs Waffles posted by Bill R on October 07, 1999 at 22:03:24:
That dang rattler got me a'fore I knowed what happened. It jes' sprung up from nowhere and bit me in the backside. Made me right dizzy, it did. Thought I'd take me a lie-down and drifted right off. I started havin' halucha... hallici... hallulu... strange dreams. Thet fine, gorgeous feller in tha loincloth was a kissin' me when I heard this tar-rable noise. Som'thin' was a squackin' and quackin' and some dang duck were a givin' me a FOWL-mouthed kiss.
The whole wattle hut a rockin' and a rollin' - and it was hotter'n tha smithey's in August. Thar I was right smack dab in the middle of Lake George. It were tha fire, tha water or thet dang duck. As much as I don't like water, I stretched upward with my arms, raised to my toes, sprang up and arced into the cold black water without a ripple. Wal, now you mention it, I fell in like a rock. Thar in the water war a tiny little man with a right big head and thet French gal. I keeled dead away and thet's tha last thing I remembers. Could I have another swig a thet rum, if ya will please, Jeroboam. Cough! Choke! Spat! That ain't rum, it's waffle syrup.
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