RogerDuke

NEVER meanin' NO harm

Happy birthday Waylon!

With Emma hanging on tightly Jesse seems happy to be settling for fourth. Considering what he has been through that is quite an accomplishment. Then he looks in the rear view mirror and to his horror, sees a challenger to his fourth place goal. It's an Indy car and it's Hoss at the wheel.

No elecric or internet. Tornado shut everything down. Not close to my house and nobody was hurt but thousands of lines down.

Good to hear from you. Congratulations on retirement. I've been retired 6 years and have never been bored one minute. You are going to love it if you have a lot of interests.

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Jesse has the throttle wide open but knows he is too far back to win. It looks like he will have to settle for fourth place at this point. He knows he shouldn't have had Elon put that computer on the motorcycle. Even though it wasn't on when the bike caught fire and blew up, the damage it did to the alternator must have been what caused the problem in the middle of the race. High tech and Hazzard County just don't mix. Looks like he'll have to wait until next year to beat Skipper, Garrett and Hobie. At least he will probably beat all the others. Once again Emma yells "Let 'er rip!"

You are a great addition to the HazzardNet Road Pirate.

It was Emma. At first she didn't realize the charred, burning pile of metal was her second dirt bike but because her crush on Jesse was so strong she took it well after he revealed it. "Here Jesse, use this one. It's identical. They will never know." Jesse hopped on right away. "But I can't leave you here Emma" She hopped on the back and gave his big belly a hug from behind, happy to be close to her dream man. "I'm ready for our race date Jesse. Let 'er rip!"

EVERY ENDING was happy

I watched those episodes when they originally aired and I didn't even notice at the time. (I'd make a terrible detective....lol) There was no social media so I never knew it until I heard it here.

And then things got even worse for Jesse. The fire reignited and he wasn't able to put it out this time. He ran away from the motorcyle, knowing what was about to happen. Just as he got out of harm's way the Yamaha went up in a fireball because of the power of Professor's fuel. He felt the blast and could feel the heat but he was okay. It looks like another year with no trophy. But that wasn't the worst of it. How would he tell Emma her back up dirt bike was destroyed. Just when it appeared he wouldn't see the checkered flag, a Hazzard miracle appeared from around the corner.

Top Gun (I love the song Mighty Wings when they run the credits of the first movie....Cheap Trick sings it)

AMOS stigger-crop duster

I hope you had a good birthday yesterday. Getting a little grey? Sounds like you will be changing your name from Skipper to Jesse in a few years.

Everybody here knows I'm low tech so it may come as no surprise that I ask what an emulator is. My grandson got me hooked on Skyrim a couple years ago. I like medieval stuff so I'm loving it.

Jesse had a surge of power from the motorcycle and an even stronger surge of confidence. After taking the lead he stretched that lead out so far between him and second place that he looked in his mirror and couldn't even tell who was in second since they were so far back. He smiled. It should be easy from here he reckoned. He had first place in the bag at this rate. He smiled. Then the old moonshiner smelled something. And it wasn't the coconut shine he had spilled when he was filling his tank on the bow of the Minnow. It was smoke. He looked down and noticed his alternator was on fire. Or was it a magneto? He wasn't sure... but he knew he had problems. Two gallons of moonshine between his legs with a small fire underneath it was not a good combo. He hit the brakes, pulled over, took his helmet off, grabbed his red hat that was underneath it and smacked the fire with his hat until it went out. Back to last place for Jesse. He tried to kick start the dirt bike but no luck.

Warm outdated buttermilk in a dirty glass. Shaken, not stirred.

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After pulling out the pin that disconnected the Minnow, the tongue of the trailer dug into the dirt and stopped the trailer/Minnow in it's tracks. Jesse's dirt bike launched into the air like a catapult, right over the creek. With the new coconut fuel in his tank Jesse knew he would catch the rest of the group soon. He looked in his mirror at the Minnow and trailer on the other side of the creek and figured Skipper would miss it....but also thought Skipper would forgive him since Ford Mustangs are much faster when they aren't pulling yachts. As he watched the stuck trailer and yacht get smaller and smaller in his mirror Jesse couldn't resist singing...."The Minnow would be lost. The Minnow would be lost."

I heard a rumor that the Chicago Bears are considering moving to Hammond Indiana. Googled it and the rumor is true. Just considering it though. That's just across the line, right? They wouid still be the Chicago Bears? I think the New York Giants are actually in New Jersey. Or is that the Jets?

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I was just teasing Garrett. He's a Cubs and Bears fan. I'm the Pirates, Steelers, Penguins fan....Timberwolves fan in NBA.

I don't know much about bows so I don't know if this is right or not. I've heard older bows can be dangerous because they are more susceptible to breaking when you pull them back.