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Nike Airs (What passes for humor with me)
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Nike Airs (What passes for humor with me) |
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Gunslinger Senior Member
since 1999-10-09
Posts 901TX, USA 
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Glen starts the ball a'rollin- 'Bout cowboys don't wear crocs. I guess that true, none of them do- An' most don't wear no socks. But since he set pace, I guess... I'll let him be my teacher. I'll tell a tale that I once heard, About them Baptist preachers. 'Twas show and tell down at the school, Jim brought his Uncle Gus. A cowhand from the Pecos- And a quite unruly cuss. The school marm said, "If you will, sir- Explain the garb you wear." And Gus replied, with lots of pride- 'It goes with my leather chair.' From where I sat, he doffed his hat- Said, "This here's my sombrero- Protects me from the rain and sun, And makes a decent pillow. This leather vest protects my chest, When icy northers blow- And leave my wings, free to swing- The noose I have to throw. These batwing chaps across my lap- Are worth their weight in gold, They turn the thorns, and sometimes horns, And shield me from the cold.' The schoolmarm said, "And on your feet- Pray tell of your footwear." He smiled and said, I shook my head- "Why, ma'am, them's Nike airs." "If I wore boots," he shook his head- While eyeing that there teacher- I'd be afraid I'd be mistook- For some blamed Baptist preacher." |
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jwesley Member Rara Avis
since 2000-04-30
Posts 7563Spring, Texas |
Haven't read you in ages my friend....and you haven't changed a bit. Loved this...especially the end... jwesley |
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Marchmadness Member Rara Avis
since 2007-09-16
Posts 9271So. El Monte, California |
You're priceless, Gunslinger. Your brand of humor reminds me of my Dad. Ida |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
I missed this one somehow. Love it. "late" |
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