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....no UCME...... you had the process right with the bathtub....just the wrong ingredients...I brought a case of those home in the Grand Sport last time I was up there...
I was scratching my head, too...hmmm, bathtub gin, me thinks. But, we used a big punch bowl and everybody dumped in whatever they brought...not always tasty but always strong.
Hmmm, a case of onions in the back...that should have been a real olfactory experience!
I was scratching my head, too...hmmm, bathtub gin, me thinks. But, we used a big punch bowl and everybody dumped in whatever they brought...not always tasty but always strong.
Hmmm, a case of onions in the back...that should have been a real olfactory experience!
...our GS's are faster then the speed of smell....... oh yeah they are....
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I quit those parties after I woke up with a tattoo one morning after a night of wild indulgence..... it will be in my memoirs...... you can read about it when I'm done writing it......
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Is that Tattoo above or below the Equator? Be nice if you could use it on the Cover of your memoirs, but I'm thinking not... You told us about the Tattoo, how about what the Gal looked like that you woke up with, yeah I know they all look better after the party begins. so you get a pass on that.......
As far as Wild Indulgence goes I'm thinking in your condition you mean what is commonly referred to in the "Rights of Passage" as "Trying to put a wet noodle up a Wild Cats As*" They have those in Montana too Is that why you spent some time there when you were younger?...But don't worry about that there's a learning curve and it usually goes up a little after the first encounter..
Looking forward to a little review of you Memoirs here as you write them... Will leave the use of Onions to another time..
If you run into one of these take care, you may have a Match
...It was hot that July afternoon as I put the Panhead on it's kickstand.....the heat from the engine just added to the shimmering Montana day as I hung my old Levi jacket on the sissy bar and eased myself through the door of the Hell Creek Bar....... Inside it was cool and dark and the murmuring of the voices came to a halt as I waited for my eyes to adjust......and then slowly moved to the bar as my chaps brushed the old wood floor...... I was hot, tired and not looking for trouble as I ordered a tall neck PBR from gal on duty......I had my .45 tucked into my boot just in.......... ok ok.......that's all for now....
It gets real interesting after that......... with exotic dancers and bar fights and....... geez don't want to spoil it for ya........
...It was hot that July afternoon as I put the Panhead on it's kickstand.....the heat from the engine just added to the shimmering Montana day as I hung my old Levi jacket on the sissy bar and eased myself through the door of the Hell Creek Bar....... Inside it was cool and dark and the murmuring of the voices came to a halt as I waited for my eyes to adjust......and then slowly moved to the bar as my chaps brushed the old wood floor...... I was hot, tired and not looking for trouble as I ordered a tall neck PBR from gal on duty......I had my .45 tucked into my boot just in.......... ok ok.......that's all for now....
It gets real interesting after that......... with exotic dancers and bar fights and....... geez don't want to spoil it for ya........
Boy I think that shows some real promise. You set the scene very well, I mean that...I can see the marque now...."50 Shades of Black Lola and Panhead" Keep it going, but keep it classy...Cowboys are cool too....really good so far...nice touch..
This may be a more appropriate tale from the Huskerman...............
An elderly GS'er Huskerman is stopped by the police around 2 AM and is asked where he is going at this time of night.
The GS'er Huskerman replies, “I am on my way to a lecture about alcohol abuse and the effects it has on the human body, as well as smoking and staying out late.”
The officer then asks, “Really? Who is giving that lecture at this time of night?”
The GS'er Huskerman replies, “That would be my wife.”
This may be a more appropriate tale from the Huskerman...............
An elderly GS'er Huskerman is stopped by the police around 2 AM and is asked where he is going at this time of night.
The GS'er Huskerman replies, “I am on my way to a lecture about alcohol abuse and the effects it has on the human body, as well as smoking and staying out late.”
The officer then asks, “Really? Who is giving that lecture at this time of night?”
The GS'er Huskerman replies, “That would be my wife.”
Some of these are pretty funny RKJ. Don't know if it's just Huskerman showing his breadth of Experiences...JK
....I like that.....breadth of experiences........ have to work that in somewhere.......
When we left our hero he was in the cool confines of the Hell Creek Bar in a wide spot in the road in Montana.......I have taken a table over by the wall so I can keep track of the comings and goings..... from where I sit I also have a view thru the dirty window of the Pan outside......I parked it close to the corner so I could keep an eye on it..... Its the kind of town that folks park in the middle of the wide main street...... hell its probably the only street paved in the town... I am enjoying myself having a smoke as the nurse drifts by to see if I want another round..... I do..... so, she says taking my empty...where you heading........? just riding around, I tell her as I stub the Marlboro out in an ashtray that is advertising the local sale barn. Looks like its going to get busy I nodded at the street as the pickups were starting to come in........ she glanced out the window and nodded. Wheat harvest in full swing, lots of combiners around the area...... she heads back to get me a refill as I gaze at the walls and the number of calendars there are up.......the more calendars the better the food is what they say.........this must be a 5 star then...... too bad I am not hungry with all this heat and riding a hard tail I do not need a full belly......
Good for business I said as she returns and I take a long pull on the frosty bottle. Damn, that tasted good....
You stay out of trouble.....these guys get some booze in them they can get nasty......
Sorry to hear that, I told her...... I'll be leaving soon.......but I better have one for the road....... coming right up doll......as I watcher her back end moving tightly towards the bar.....
I was headed to a town about 100 more miles down the road....... had some kinfolk there and was going to rest up a bit before pushing on to the west end of the State where I had a cousin who owned a big ranch that I liked to hang out at. I would do some trout fishing and cattle work. I was officially in college but would head up in the summer to help with harvest and even get paid a bit for the work. It was out around Dillion on the divide and some of the best country God ever made........
After a bit I got up to pee and wound my way through the tables as the noise was on the increase... got some glares from a couple of guys but nothing serious..... relieved my self, washed my hands like the sign said even though I did not work there....... headed back to my table and as I was passing back through one big red neck scooted his chair right out in front of me....... I stopped because I had no choice...... so I just stared at him.....the weight of my boot gun was a reassuring presence at that very moment......
That your bike *******? as he inclined his head toward the street......I waited a second as I looked at his 4 friends...... No, I said it is not........ that caught him up for a second because he was not all that bright and already this was not going as he had planned....... well who's the **** is it then? he asked in an unfriendly kind of way.......
I don't know man but it ain't mine....... The **** it isn't, he growled as he started to get up, Who the hell else's is it going to be around here? as he swung his arm around to include the whole bar which was giving the situation their rapt attention.....
The good thing about big bell Levi's is they were easy to get to your stash when you need it..... so I took a step back to give myself some room.......the nurse was just hanging up the phone at the end of the bar and there just wasn't much of a way out of this if I didn't cool this thing down...... What are drinking? I asked.....let me buy you guys a round.......
I don't want your drink ******* I just want to kick your ***........
That is not going to happen bud. I said as I figured there had to be a back way out of this place...... now his big friends were starting to get up and I knew it was about time to make my exit...... Hey..... I don't want trouble...just want to finish my beer and take off........
BAM......front door slams open and a big Deputy Sheriff wearing a brown Stetson walks into the bar...... he assess the situation in about 3 seconds and heads right over to where we were about to get something going.... That your bike out there? he calls out loudly.....
Yes sir it is........
See I knew that was your bike dipshit, the red neck sounded off.......
You boys sit down says the Law with a look...... and they did just that.......
You're parked to close to the corner.... I'm going to have to ask you to move your bike......
Really? I asked..... sure, sorry about that Deputy...... I will go move it right now if that's ok....... You good to ride? he says glancing at the gal behind the bar........ she gave him a nod and he and I walked over to my table to get my smokes and I just left the money that was laying on the table there........ I glanced at her and smiled and she smiled back and nodded and I went out to the Pan, got my jacket on and saddled up.......
Thanks Deputy, I said as I flicked the switch appreciate the help.......
Son we can't be having people just park wherever the hell they want in this town........ I understand that Officer....next time I will pay more attention........
You do that, and you were lucky we were changing shifts and I was just down the street............. Yeah....thanks for the escort out of there as I swung the kick starter down and the Pan caught first kick.... He pointed out of town so all the folks in the window would see I was leaving and I nodded again and kicked it into first with a clunk and headed out on the road........... ****.....that was close......
Epic, H1, just epic!!! I can imagine what comes next:
I had my .45 tucked into my boot just in case I needed to persuade Doc to sell me some protection (seems the gal on duty had a southern seafood buffet, if you catch my drift). Doc, however was all knowing...when I asked for 3 packs of them there condoms he said fine and asked if I wanted a bag. He knew she was ugly to the bone.
By the third PBR the gal on duty...
Epic, H1, just epic!!! I can imagine what comes next:
I agree H1...............
a very well written story................. all that is missing is some photos so that the less fortunate individuals who no longer can imagine anything could also understand................
not too worry.................... I will add some photos here which should provide them visualization to your words....................
the town H1 rode into.........................
the "doll" who worked at the bar and store......................
the Sheriff who assisted H1 when he left.......................
the statue the town erected to honor H1 for his work through his formative years......................
12-20-2017, 10:38 AM
now that's hilarious........
Be nice if you could use it on the Cover of your memoirs, but I'm thinking not...
You told us about the Tattoo, how about what the Gal looked like that you woke up with, yeah I know they all look better after the party begins.
Is that why you spent some time there when you were younger?...But don't worry about that there's a learning curve and it usually goes up
