He should have carried a cane and worn dark glasses too. Tell them it is my service gator.
Where you guys been everyone knows in the South a drunk with a gator is pure gold when pickn up the lady's .
I used to work in an HR department that did FBI background checks. We got an explanation from a candidate for an arrest on their record. "I was out drinking with some buddies and the next thing I know, I was chasing a frozen chicken down the middle of the street." They didn't get the job.
In Idaho this is done with a giant potato.
Did I ever tell you guys the Sheb potato story?
He is probably sick of me telling this story, but here goes.
We were atlantic salmon fishing in Gaspe. They were long days of fishing, often ended with a trip to the local McD's where certain party members would order one of each item on the menu. When we got back to the cabin, Sheb decided he wanted second dinner.
Earlier that week he had thrown a 10lb bag of baking potatoes in the shopping cart. Frenchie and me both offered slight protest that they would never be eaten, but Sheb thought it would be fine.
Sheb asked us if we wanted a baked potato. Frenchie was a firm no, but I was somewhat ambivalent with my response. Sheb threw 3 potatoes in the microwave to cook them.
When the potatoes were finished, the smell got me so I walked over and said Id have one thinking there was no way he was hungry enough to eat 3 large baked potatoes.
Sheb motioned toward the 10lb bag of potatoes with a grunt then devoured all 3 of the potatoes as his second dinner.
I suppose I should have been more committal.
I have issues.
Did you see Frenchie is catching salmon in Labrador at the moment? He told me he is going to the Kola Peninsula in Russia to fish for Atlantics this fall, also.
Yep. He sent me a pic.
If I ever eat a meal of three baked potatoes I will call said meal The McSheb.
If he would just bread and deep fry the baked potato he could get by with just one.