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BIG HOLE
I WAS INA ARMY WHEN A YUNG LAD AND NEAR GOT PRISON TIME FOR HITTING MY BUD OVER THE HEAD WIT A SHOVEL.
THE JUDGE...NOT ONE TO WASTE TIME ON PLEASANTRIES ASKED ME IF I HAD A VERY GOOD REASON FOR DOING WHAT I DID. SO I TOLD HIM THE FOLLOWING STORY
ME N ME BUD WERE TRYING TO SLEEP IN THE BUNKHOUSE WHEN THE SARGENT COMES ROUND LOOKING FOR TWO STRONG HELTY LADS FOR A JOB THAT GOTTA BE DONE BY DAYLITES.
HE LED US TO THE PARADE SQUARE WHERE THERE WAS A DEAD ANIMULE.
YOU SEE THAT ANIMULE THERE....I WANT YOU TO DIG A DEEP HOLE AND BURY THAT ANIMULE.
SO ME N MY BUD STARTED TO DIG. IT WAS OKAY CAUSE WE AT LEAST GOT A LITTLE WARM.
BY N BY WE TALK ABOUT THE ANIMULE....MY BUD SAY IT IS A ORSE.
I WAS GROWED UP ON A FARM AND KNOW WHAT A ORSE LOOKS LIKE--AY SO I TOLL HIM THAT IT WAS A DONKEY.
AFTER AWHIL THE SUN WAS RISIN AND THE PREEST HE WAS GOIN TO MASS. HE STOP AND AXE US WHAT KINDER HOLE WE DIG.
WE SAY IT FOR THAT DEAD ANIMULE WHAT WE DONT NOW IF IT IS A DONKY OR A ORSE. BOYS BOYS HE SAID THAT ANIMULE IS A ASS WHAT CARRY MARY TO THE TABLE
HEY NOW WE KNOW AY. PRETTY SOON THE SISTER SHE COMING AND ASK BOYS WHAT KIND HOLE YOU DIG....AND BEFOR MY BUD COULD ANSER I HIT HIM OVER THE HEAD WIT MY SHOVL
THAT BE THE HOLE STORY JUDG
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