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We knew some bikers that named their son Harley.
But the other couple that ran a motel named their kid Popeye! Really! Popeye. Go through school with that name. I'd rather be called Sue.
I got teased enough being called Dennis the Mennis.

 

My younger brother moved back from Phoenix years ago driving a pink and white 1957 Cadillac hardtop with a pair of large steer horns on the hood. He pulled an original teardrop RV. He'd told me many out that way had horns on their car and truck hoods.
I wonder where that pink Cadillac and RV are now? Knowing my brother they ended up in Bill M***s junk yard.

Last I saw my brother a month ago they were headed back to Bullhead City, AZ in a white Dodge caravan with no steer horns or RV. Not near as classy as a pink Caddy with horns on the hood.

 

If a kid like that enroled into my gradeschool, he'd either end up the toughest in his class or end up needing a cane and dog, if his parents didn't send him to school wearing a hockey goalkeeper's mask.

 

I still can't believe they named a boy POPEYE! At first I thought it's just a nicname. Nope, Popeye the Sailer man.
We never saw or met the kid. They lived on Florida's east coast so maybe he joined the Navy.
Then there's poor Harley. What if he rides a Honda? We know several guys named Guy. What if Guy has a sex change?

When a baby is born it's difficult coming up with a name that fits that particular rugrat. Most use old family names or in modern times, their favorite star of stage, screen, or soap opera. Our daughter named her last son Greyson from a crappy TV sitcom about sex and a bartender.

I won't even get into those places that have no middle name, two middle names, old and new family names, or some silly single name because this week they are famous.

 

This is the guy. Isn't it, Sir?:

 

I don't have any speakers so I had to fake the audio.
We do love eating at Popeyes.

 

You didn't miss much, Sir. Get yourself a baloon full of helium and karaoke that creepy kid. Everyone would then understand more of what you said than the kid in the car.

 

Our current points leader at Monett Motor Speedway with one race to go. Not an everyday sight.

 

Then he should at least change his or, for that matter, her lastname to Tucker, as in Cut-'n-Tuck, if it's lastname isn't that already. Here, he's limping both wrists. So, take it from there:

 

Izzat near the dam on the Chattahoochee River, in Georgia?

 

It wasn't there when we camped near there. I still remember our son walking back and forth past the sign. One side was Georgia and the other Florida. He kept walking from state to state giggling. He takes after his mom.
By the way, Florida doesn't really have mountains.

Yet more valuable info. There once was a lock and dam next to Henry, Illinois, up river from us. On each end of town was a large billboard, faded and worn. Basically it was written BEST LITTLE TOWN BY A DAM SITE.
We went to that dam town several times trying to buy a near mint Chrysler Airflow. As far as I know the old guy is still "goin to restore it someday."

I remember seeing a sexy cute blonde throwing something over that Chattahoochee bridge.

You may not believe this but a friend and coworker lived only a mile or so west of the bridge.

 

Maybe, she was feeling sorta' Hoochie Coochie, Sir. Who knows what Hanky Panky she was up to. In any event, she was smart, by throwing all evidence overboard. By the way, Sir, what were you doing, to get your wife to giggle so much?

 

Is that the one that's "Up on Choctaw Ridge?" No? Well, then...