[at-l] Looking for its mate

[nealb@midlandstech.com (William Neal)]

Back -- we won't say how long ago -- a bunch of us Southern country boys and
girls took some of our city Yankee friends camping.  We sat by the campfire
late one night sipping JB and other Southern delectables.

Later a couple of couples came up from their midnight walk.  They asked us
if we had been telling ghost stories.  They had "poo-pooed" the idea saying
it was "too hick" and they said they were going for a walk.

"No," we told them. "The show was too good."  "What show."  One of the boys
got up and walked to their tent.  He crawled in and turned on a light they
had.  Then he did a puppet show on the walls.

Their face show was almost as good as their earlier show.

William, The Country Turtle
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From: KellyGoVols@aol.com [mailto:KellyGoVols@aol.com]
Sent: Thursday, August 15, 2002 9:43 PM
To: AThiker@smithville.net; at-l@mailman.backcountry.net
Subject: Re: [at-l] Looking for its mate


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In a message dated 8/15/02 8:58:21 PM Eastern Daylight Time,
AThiker@smithville.net writes:


> Ya know, my life crosses back and forth between fiction and non-fiction so
> much...I ain't even sure what's real and what ain't...
>
> I mean, just today...someone said "Thanks for the wood pussy..."  That
> can't be
> .

Oh, I have to respond to this one.  Ya'll know the boy don't hike nor camp
nor stay outdoors AT ALL if he can help it.  But,  hhhhmmmm, tents are damn
sexy in the middle of no where.  THAT is the one thing he thought was cool.
I can think of AT LEAST 20 great places for.... wait, am I on the right
subject.  Shoot, is this the right email address?  I give up!