Okies in the BYC The Original

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So it seems that back when Teach was a young man trying to get through college and get his degree. Before Mrs. Teach and the young Teachsters were around he decided to save some bucks.
So instead of living in the dorms or in an apartment he decided to just camp out down on the north fork of the Brazo's river a few miles from the outskirts of that sleepy little Texas college town.
He set up his tent not far from a bridge in a grove of trees and was enjoying the good life of the outdoors. He slept under a leanto and caught fish and rabbits for dinner over the campfire. And all of it totally rent free.
He was all alone but for the sounds of the coyotes howling and locusts chirring away in the mesquite thickets___ and Clarence.
Now Clarence liked the quiet life too. So much so that he had actually bought property on the other side of the river and built himself a nice little adobe ranch home.
He too liked to fish the river and take walks along the banks looking for arrowheads and such and enjoying life in the country. He especially liked sitting out on his porch overlooking the slow moving river as it meandered peacefully through the Texas countryside.
He didn't like it when he looked out at his utopia one day and saw that someone had set up camp directly across from his back porch.
He yelled at Teach across the river "hey you, you can't camp there."
Yes I can Teach said it is public land and I am part of the public."
Now Clarence knew Teach was right but he still did not like it one bit.
He tried a different approach and yelled and asked Teach to please move down river so he wouldn't have to look at him. But Teach, knowing his rights, refused.
"Can't you just move far enough away that I can't see you and your camp?"
"Nope" Teach said. "I like it here."
The banter went on across the river for days. Clarence would do things like play loud music, beat on pots and pans and shine lights to annoy Teach.
It was to no avail . Teach was not about to leave.
Clarence was at his wits end. After all he had paid to be where he was had worked hard to make his property special and now some "vagrant college punk" was ruining it.
Now Teach, well he wasn't happy either. All the noise was giving him a headache and the spot lights throughout the night weren't letting him get much sleep. He was cranky but, Clarence was just plain mad.
So everyday Clarence and Teach would stand on the sandy shores of the Brazos river and hurl insults and threats back and forth at each other.
Then one day------------------
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
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Argh, back at work and wishing the day would go faster so I can get home and check the duckies....I'll be a nervous wreck the next few days.

Got 4 patients to see this afternoon, so that will help the time fly by for sure.

We're almost at 1000 pages!!

Sonya
 
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Then one day Teach did something that sent Clarence through the roof.
As Clarence sat in his favorite spot, drinking his morning coffee and watching the egrets fly and listening to the thrushes singing in the woods, he saw Teach just like the stork brought him. Wading into the river.
Now Teach didn't have anyone to impress at the time so he had not bothered to take a bath in the two weeks he had been there but with a new semester starting he thought he better clean up a bit before heading off to his first day of class,
So as Teach rubbed and scrubbed with the partial bar of soap he had picked up in the men's room at Gert's Gas and Grub, Clarence was fuming.
Clarence stood up and shook his fist at Teach and yelled words that would make a lumberjack wimper. Something about pollution and kids having no respect and that he was ready to kick Teach's
backside.
Now Teach was no cream puff. He had grown up among the sticks and stickers of south Texas. Picking cotton, haulin hay and other ranch chores had made him strong with skin tougher than a rattlers belly.
So the thought of some guy who thought he owned the world to threaten him--well let's just say it rubbed Teach the wrong way and made him more raw than the truckers soap he was using.
Teach yelled "I have had enough of your whining and moaning. Lets settle this now."
Clarence said fine! I will meet you on the bridge in 20 minutes but put some clothes on first.
Teach, wasn't gonna wait 20 minutes. He quickly got his pants and shirt on and started for the bridge.
Now while this fued had gone on for some time, it had been at quite a distance across the span of the broad Brazos and Teach had really never seen Clarence up close, especially with his astigmatism being what it was.
Teach stormed up the trail, hit the road and made a beeline for the rusty expansion bridge that stretched across the river.
But as Teach got close, what he saw made him stop in his tracks and rethink what he was about to do.
For there written on a beam on the bridge in big white letters were these words.

CLEARANCE 9' 3"

Teach knew he wanted no part of this foe so he hurried back down to his camp, threw his meager belongings into his Chevy van and headed for town.
 
Ran the chainsaw, no personal injurys from the chainsaw itself. I did however manage to trip over a bird feeder that was suppose to be in a tree when I was running away from wasp. Those lil buggers are already getting thick around here but I aint located any nest yet to spray. I did manage to get what I wanted acomplished so now i dont feel so bad about being lazy the rest of the day.

Buckguy you sure make that awfuly tempting but i cant get off work for it. Im already taking off next month to go to the renassiance fair in Muskogee
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Henny, those are probly the most sturdy tomatoe cages ive ever seen.
 
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LOL......That's kinda like that little Indian Boy that disappeared
a long, long time ago. Thus, all the signs along the highways
telling us to watch for him......................................

Watch for ice on bridge?​
 
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Watch for ice on bridge?

No that is the sister that went looking...the boy was Falling Rock! Don't you know any Indian folklore!

Well, I caught my first snake of the season! Cute little rattler. Very light coloration.
 
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Watch for ice on bridge?

No that is the sister that went looking...the boy was Falling Rock! Don't you know any Indian folklore!

Well, I caught my first snake of the season! Cute little rattler. Very light coloration.

In your classroom?
 
FIVE RULES FOR MEN TO FOLLOW TO A HAPPY LIFE:

1. It's important to have a woman, who helps at home,
who cooks from time to time, cleans up and has a job.

2. It's important to have a woman, who can make you
laugh.

3. It's important to have a woman, who you can trust
and who doesn't lie to you.

4. It's important to have a woman, who is good in bed
and who likes to be with you.

5. It's very, very important that these four women
do not know each other.

Don
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This one is for Stimpy


No Sex Since 1955
A crusty old Marine Sergeant Major found himself at a gala event hosted by a local liberal arts college. There was no shortage of extremely young idealistic ladies in attendance, one of whom approached the Sergeant Major for conversation.
*Excuse me, Sergeant Major, but you seem to be a very serious man. Is something bothering you?*
*Negative, ma'am. Just serious by nature.*
The young lady looked at his awards and decorations and said, *It looks like you have seen a lot of action.*
*Yes, ma'am, a lot of action.*
The young lady, tiring of trying to start up a conversation, said, *You know, you should lighten up a little. Relax and enjoy yourself.*
The Sergeant Major just stared at her in his serious manner. Finally the young lady said, *You know, I hope you don't take this the wrong way, but when is the last time you had sex?*
*1955, ma'am.*
*Well, there you are. You really need to chill out and quit taking everything so seriously! I mean, no sex since 1955!* She took his hand and led him to a private room where she proceeded to 'relax' him several times.
Afterwards, panting for breath, she leaned against his bare chest and said, *Wow, you sure didn't forget much since 1955!*
The Sergeant Major, glancing at his watch, said in his serious voice, *I hope not, it's only 2130 now.*
(Don't ya just love military time?!)

Don
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