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After the meeting about their financial woes finished, Jesse went out to Maudeen while the other 3 stayed inside. He somberly walked his 4-hooved friend and co-worker toward the direction of the back 40, knowing she was more eager than him to get back to the job. A few hundred feet away from the farmhouse he talked to her. "You know girl, times sure have changed. My daddy and grandpappy didn't use no horseless carriage to git around. Shucks, they didn't even need a tractor to farm." Maudeen brayed "Woops, sorry sweetheart. I didn't mean to use the T-word". He chuckled. "Now don't git me wrong. I understand these modern machines. I had Black Tillie back in my day. But they are expensive. I sure love the General Lee but between you and me,he does get a bit expensive. I bet those boys spent more on parts today than food. If only they could find a way to make money off that orange horseless carriage. Maybe we could climb out of these problems."

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Garrett watches the local mechanic from afar in the old hot garage. Standing in the shadows with this his arms folded across his chest, agitated that he was forced to take his beloved car to his brother's and cousin's best friend. It felt like he was taking his baby to the enemy. The mechanic slowly stands up from looking under the hood. "Well," he drawls as he wipes his greasy hands onto a greasy rag as he turns around to face Garrett, "looks like I'll have to order a part for him." Garrett rolls his hardened eyes at the mechanic and forcefully inhales. "Tell me something I already don't know," he angrily states, "I told you that when I called you and you said that you didn't have the part I asked you for." Cooter shakes his head in frustration. "And I told you," he forcefully says, "that I wanted to check to see it's the correct part that is needed so I don't order and pay for the wrong part only to have to order and pay for another one." Garrett stares at him for a long moment until Cooter steps back and looks away with unease. "As if I don't know what's wrong with my OWN car. Or anything about working on cars," Garrett snaps at Cooter, "I may not be one of your friends at the farm with an ugly orange car, but I do know a thing about cars. Probably more than them!" "I. . .I'm not saying you don't," Cooter stammers, "I just thought it wouldn't hurt to check." Garrett sarcastically laughs. "What you mean," he pauses dramatically, "is that you wanted to check what I got to tell your boys what they're up against. Well, you can tell them," Garrett takes an intimidating step towards Cooter who takes a step back and bumps into the tools hanging on the wall, "that my driving ability is just as perfect and powerful as Spitting Cobra here is." Garrett angrily spits on the floor. "We both know you wouldn't be second guessing their mechanical skills with that orange car. Don't be questioning mine!" Cooter shakes his head. "I don't know what you mean," he states before looking out the open garage door as if looking for help. Seeing none he looks back at Garrett who closes the hood of the car, "I'm a mechanic. That's all. I just wanted to get the right part for you." "Well good," Garrett gives Cooter an evil smile as he digs his keys out from his jean pocket, "get the damn part fast and let me know when it comes in. I'll come pay you for it and pick it up and put it in my car. Myself." Cooter silently nods as Garrett throws open the door and gets in behind the steering wheel before slamming the door shut, the loud noise echoing off the weak wooden walls of the garage. After a long moment, Cooter inhales deeply before stepping closer to the closed door and shakes his head at Garrett. "You know what," he boldly states with a smile, "I can't do that." His smile broadens as he sees anger rush deeply in Garrett's eyes. "You want to come in here all hot headed and yell at me, well you do you." He throws his hands up in defeat. "I hope you feel better getting all that out of your system. But." he goes quiet momentarily in disbelief of himself standing up to Garrett's well known anger. "I don't have to take it. I won't take it. Nor will Bo, Luke, Daisy, or Jesse. They don't deserve it. I don't deserve it. So," he pauses and points outside of his shadowy garage, "you can take your ugly and rude self and car out of my garage and find your part somewhere else. Because you won't find it or get it here." Garrett stares at him in disbelief as he takes a cigarette out and lights it before blowing smoke into Cooter's face. "You're pretty proud of yourself right now, aren't you?" Garrett gives Cooter a cold smile, "Well. Unlike Bo and Luke, I'm not on probation. I'm not limited to your trashy garage. I just thought I'd come to you to support local business. Ya know?" Garrett shrugs as he exhales more smoke into Cooter's face, "But I'll be glad to take my money elsewhere and support someone who gives a damn." "Get out. Now!" Cooter yells, "Or I'll get Sheriff Coltrane here to slap his cuffs on you and you'll be joining your BROTHER on probation for some real charges!" "It's funny," Garrett states starting his car, "how you and your boys dislike the sheriff when it's convenient, but the second things don't go your way, it's I'm going to the sheriff." Garrett sarcastically laughs as he backs out into the bright summer sun before pulling out into the road and driving back to his apartment. Cue Roger

you saw many animals in the country , in Hazzard but you never saw a ZEBRA !!

Well y'all there's nothing like waiting to the last race of the regular season to win a spot into the Chase...which I hope is what Chase is doing. Daytona is Saturday night. The last race of the regular season. Next week the Chase starts. Chase HAS To WIN IT to get into the CHASE. Or he'll be on the outside looking in. I definitely wouldn't save my chances for Daytona to win to get in with all the big wrecks and all...and we all know how lousy Chase's luck has been this season. How did we get to the end of the regular season so quickly? Shouldn't it be the Daytona 500...and not the regular Daytona race? LOL. At least at the Daytona 500 there was hope...now that hope is dimming out pretty quick. But if there is one thing being a die hard Cubs fan has taught me...is to never give up hope. But I'm not holding my breath. Win or lose, Chase will be my favorite driver that is currently driving. I'm loyal like that. Even Jeff Gordon had a season where he wasn't able to make the Chase. Now that was a lousy year! LOL. But as y'all know, he's always will be my favorite NASCAR driver.

Courtney Walked over to the sink picked up the lighter that was next to the candles & lit 2 of them. She always kept them there because she enjoyed them when taking a relaxing hot bath. Bo was just motionless. Just standing there watching Courtney move. Courtney reached past him to turn out the light. NEXT SCENE: When they were done they wrapped the towels around themselves and went to the bedroom to get dressed. "Let's go for a nice long walk together" Bo said "Put on your walking shoes" They both got dressed and Bo said "Come on,Courtney, let's go!" And off they went to enjoy a beautiful day hand in hand not a care in the world.

Bo and Luke had a ZEST for chasing women