As boys, some of us wanted to be Lash LaRue or Marshall Dillon. Some wanted to be Shane and some wanted to be Jack Wilson.
He wanted to be Festus.
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
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Look at the birdie, smile, say cheese. Everyone has had a bad picture, everyone has had a bad day. A trip to the pokey can blend both. They are all innocent until proven guilty but boy do they present a striking photo!
Our Friends and Neighbors
Folks, if you get cuffed and driven to the pokey, I have one piece of advice for you. When they put you in front of the camera, stare back at it with the same look you have when you watch TV. Mugging it up, smiling like you are getting your 10th grade picture taken or carrying on like a loon is just too tempting for me to pass up.
Ladies...cover those boobies before the cops haul you in.
Ladies...cover those boobies before the cops haul you in.
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