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Brian's detailed description of slow Coltrane revenge made Min wince. She and Chance exchanged worried gazes as they watched Brian walk the length of the floor. Min started to follow about to reach out a hand to his shoulder, but it froze in midair when the worried outlaw whipped around, the look on his face an unapproachable one. "Brian..." She started as she lowered her hand, then decided to chance further angering Brian and stood face to face with him. "I know you're worried and I don't blame you especially where Chet is concerned, but MaryAnne is a capable Deputy. She doesn't wear that badge for decoration, she's planted quite a few outlaws tougher than Chet in Boot Hill." She gently placed her hand on Brian's arm. "She's strong Brian and I think it'd take more than the likes of that varmint Chet to do her in." She glanced over her shoulder at Chance a moment. "But since we're going to stay put here, why don't you go talk to Cooter? He'll be able to tell you which way Rosco headed." (Cue Brian or Chance!)

Favorite Waylon quotes! My personal favorite one is: There's trouble and then there's trouble...and the trouble with some trouble is at first...it don't look like trouble! He was the best! No one will ever make as good a Balladeer as he was! Jax

Speaking of baa-aad... The new video premiered yesterday afternoon. I recorded the special about it and well...its interesting to say the least. Lots of Jessica shaking her butt, which is sure to make the soundtrack and the song both a smash hit, her washing the General in the bikini and of course waitressing at the Boars Nest. But if Daisy had served her pitchers of beer the way Jessica did in this video, the Dukes never would have had money issues and the Boars Nest would have been known for more than its flat beer and stale popcorn thats for sure! LOL. Jax

Brian Coltrane!! ROFLMAO!! Jessica never looked BETTER! YOU BAAAAAAA-AAAAAD boy! Jax

Thanks for the link however. The link doesnt work... Jax

Min saw the invisible line Brian drew across his throat and shook her head. She took the shot of whiskey Chance had poured and downed it in one gulp, then set the glass back down. "Cooter was just in here not too long ago, he said that Rosco came back to town asking about MaryAnne but no one's seen her since she left with Chet. Rosco seemed worried enough to go back out and look for her and find out what that explosion was." Chance sipped her whiskey. "I'd be willing to bet my corset that Chet had something to do with the explosion. Lord knows..." She held up his damaged hand. "..that..kid..has a talent for destruction." "I wouldn't be surprised, but since MaryAnne was the one escorting Chet--" Min stopped talking and gazed at Brian. "If Chet really is behind that explosion, then MaryAnne could very well be in trouble and if it's just the two of them…" The blonde gambler held up her hand. "We don't know anything yet. We need to find out what happened for sure before charging off into whatever." Her turned her gaze back to the outlaw. "We'll help any way we can, Brian." Min nodded in agreement. “Right, Brian. Whatever we can do to help, we’d be glad to.†She reached out and placed her hand of top of Brian's, the light grip a silent show of support. (Cue Brian!)

Even more sheep jokes! (the cleaner ones Ive come across) Q: Why did the lamb call the police? A: He had been fleeced Q: What do you get if you cross a boa and a sheep? A: A wrap-around sweater

Min and Chance had been enjoying the peace and quiet of the empty saloon. They had come down the steps to find the establishment totally abandoned. With Daisy gone, Min had stepped behind the long wooden bar to take over drink dispensing duties. But with Chance as the only customer that stuck around, the two women had sipped fine whiskey and listened to the gossip of the few townsfolk that had wandered in and out of the place for a good portion of the afternoon. Every person that came in, traded some gossip for a beer or a shot, which Min gladly gave as long as the info was offered before the drink. Most of the news revolved around the explosion in the woods and the various theories as to who could have done it and why. But the biggest source of information had come from the local blacksmith. Cooter had come into the saloon and meet up with Min and Chance. Over a beer, he had told the pair of women about running into Rosco and how the worried Sheriff had taken off in the hopes of meeting up with MaryAnne. Having told all he knew Cooter touched the brim of his grey Confederate army cap and gave a nod; he thanked them for the cool refreshment and warm company before once again heading back to his shop. Now alone once again, both Min and Chance stepped away from the bar and went to the storeroom for more supplies. The two women had begun to talk about what Cooter had relayed to them, and its tie to the outlaw escort service, when the slight creak of the swinging doors and the soft thuds of boots got their attention. Stepping out of the small room, both women’s eyes grew round at the sight of one of the banished outlaws in question. Min nearly dropped three bottles of whiskey she held and quickly set them down on a nearby table as she headed for the bar, recognizing the black dressed outlaw instantly. “Brian Coltrane!†She said in almost relief as she turned him from the bar and threw her arms around his neck. The hug so enthusiastic, she made Brian stagger a bit with the force of it and knocked the black hat off of his head. Before the man could say a word, Min planted a big kiss on his lips then pulled back from it, a blush on her face. “I hope you don’t find me rude, but I’m very glad to see you especially after all that’s going on right now.†She looked back toward the bar to see Chance had put the whiskey bottles away that Min had put down. She also seemed pleased to see the outlaw and smiled at him. (Cue Chance or anyone!)

Brian-- If I had been given the chance to go, and the reason I voted for in your poll, was to see everything. Not just the high flying cars, or to get autographs from childhood heroes, but also to get the chance to meet up with friends and fellow DOH fans. After all... its not just the DOH show that makes Hazzard what it is today, but the people in it as well. Course... I'm biased because I think Hnet is the best DOH place there is on the web or anyplace else. Jax

Hi Tara, The episode about Daisy falling and hitting her head on a rock and the helicopters, is Farewell Hazzard from season 5. Jax

Hi! From what I was told, the outer package did say free movie ticket but it was missing once the plastic was torn off. Jax

Hi Gang! Some of the DOH Season 3's are being shipped WITHOUT the movie ticket!! Dont know if this was a glitch or what is going on with Warner Bros, but be sure you check and see if the ticket is there! Demand your money back if they don't have the ticket! Buyer Beware! Jax

Happy Birthday to you.... Happy Birthday to you..... Happy Birthday dear dear Lisa!!! Happy Birthday to you!!! And Many more...... Jax

Happy Birthday John! May you have many happy more and I wish you all the best on your special day! Jax

Hi Jeff! Mystery solved! Her name is Carlene Watkins and no shes not Dr. Melfi on the Sopranos, thats Lorraine Bracco. Jax

Boss and Rosco had some great exchanges over the years... but one of my favorite came from Season 2... Days of Shine and Roses. (pardon me if the wording isn't 100 % accurate) Boss: Rosco, you foul up my interference and so help me this time come next Thursday, you're gonna travel incognito as--" Rosco: The night Rent-a-cop Boss: The night Rent-a-cop Rosco: At Shortie's all night Rib Shack Boss: At Shortie's all night Rib Shack Rosco: And pool hall Boss: And pool hall Rosco: On Mud River Road Boss: On Swamp Road, they MOVED! Now Git!

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Hey Gang! How about we get together for another chat? How about tomorrow night at 8 pm Eastern? Sound good to everybody? Jax

Believe it or not there are WORSE DOH Episodes than the Coy and Vance ones... believe it or not! LOL I say .. "Strange Visitor to Hazzard" is probably the worst episode EVER thought of! I think the writers were drunk the day they wrote that one! Jax

Hi Jessi Its in the Hazzard Jukebox on the main page... Maybe you can save it from there... Jax

Hey Gang! Wednesday works good for me!! The 22nd is my birthday! Im all for a birthday chat! Jax

Mrs. Luke Duke-- In My Son Bo Hogg, Bo didnt get hypnotized, Luke did in Goodbye General Lee... Jax

(this is a joint post) Chance, by this time, had gone far beyond pondering alternative careers. Her arms were reddened and raw from repeated attempts to squirm out of the ropes. The knot had been working on was stuck good. God knows when help was coming, or IF help was coming. For all she knew Chet could come back anytime and finish her off. The sound of hoof beats reaches her ears, and she tensed, like a trapped animal. Heaven help her if the approacher was an enemy. Min too started thinking less than positive thoughts as the minutes quickly became an hour, that then became two. The endless scenery rolled by as Gambit took her deeper and deeper into the woods. Each tree they passed only made Min's thoughts darker and cold fingers of fear squeezed around her heart. "Gambit where is she? Are you sure we're going the right way?" The familiar voice startled Chance into action. "Min! Over here!" Gambit ears pricked up and he picked up the pace towards his mistress's voice. A voice reached Min's ears and she sat up in the saddle. "Chance?" She heard the yell again and looked around; trying to determine which direction the call came from. “I think she’s over there Gambit! Go boy!†Gambit became excited and took off in a gallop, heading off of the main road. The lady gambler began struggling against the binds with renewed energy, knowing freedom was near. Soon, the mustang brought through the woods, sliding to a whinnying stop right in front of Chance. "Chance!" Min nearly fell off the horse as she dismounted and went to the tree. She gave her friend a hug around her neck, sighing in relief. "Are you all right?" "Oof!" She would have returned the hug if she could. "I'll be great as soon you untie me. And Gambit, my friend, you get a whole bag of hard candy when we get back to town." "Who did this to you?" Min worked at the knot as best she could, but whoever tied it knew what they were doing and it wouldn't budge. "I have to find something to cut this with." Looking around on the ground in front of Chance, then around the side of the tree; among the leaves and twigs, Min found a rock with a jagged edge and picked it up. After a few sawing motions the rope gave way. Chance let out a sigh of relief, rubbing her wrists to get some feeling back in them. "Give you one clue. Big red horse, bigger jackass." "Red horse...jackass?" Min started to shake her head but then the answer came back to her and she sighed. "Well I only met one cowboy that wasn't so nice and he had a big red horse and a love of kidnapping." She dropped the rock she had been using and dusted off her hands. "And why is it that Chet Duke tied you to that tree?" "Ummm..." Chance kept her poker face. "Listen, you gotta get back to town, Brian and Alex are gonna be out looking for Chet and doesn't know he's headed back for town. In fact, he may even be in town by now." "Back to town? Why is he going back to town?" Min followed Chance to Gambit. She saw the rope tied around the saddle and raised an eyebrow at the saloon girl. "What? I had no choice! Can you fix the saddle then with the rope?" "I don't know. But I know we gotta get back there as soon as possible." Chance eyed the makeshift saddle. It was serviceable, but would never hold both of them. "I got a better idea." With a quick tug on the knot, the saddle and rope fell free completely. "Think you can ride bareback?" "Bareback?" Min looked down at her calico skirt. "But wouldn’t that mean I'd have to ride...like a man?" Her eyes were wide with the idea and she shook her head. "I can't ride like that Chance! It's...it's...unladylike!" Chance sighed and rolled her eyes. "Min...just pretend the horse is a certain black clad outlaw and I'm sure you'll do fine." She flicked a smile over her shoulder at her friend. Min's face turned a shade of red and she huffed. "That's business Chance, I can make a living and yet still be a lady." She raised her chin a moment looking defiant but then the reality of their situation spoke louder than her delicate sensibilities. "Fine… I'll ride that way if you insist." "I insist. Now get your rump up on the horse, partner." "All right, after all you're the horse's rear end not me so it's only fitting you sit there." Min gave a smile as she gripped onto Gambit's mane and mounted her legs on either side of him. She found she could sit more stably on the horse this way and nodded. "Maybe there's something to not being a lady after all." The banter was familiar and friendly between them. Being so different, their ideas often clashes but the friendship between them was solid. So at Min's insult, Chance only chuckled. "It's all in how you grip with your legs." She climbed up behind Min, the mustang huffing a bit at the extra weight and pointed the horse towards town. "Ready for help save some outlaws?" "As ready as I'll ever be, or can be." Taking the shawl in her hands again, Min gave it a tug. "You heard your mistress Gambit, let's get back to Hazzard." Chance dug her heels into Gambit's side and the horse half-reared before taking off down the path at a full gallop. They had to get back in town before Chet did or in time to help at least. On the way, Chance glanced to the side to see the dandy lady she had stolen the earrings from by the side of the road, but she didn't slow down. Time was of the essence. (Cue Anyone!)

A horse's whinny broke the silence of the forest and forced the small cabin's only occupant to open her eyes. Min had fallen asleep on the bed and sat up slowly, not sure if the noise was a dream or just wishful thinking. The whinny sounded again and she scrambled to the cabin's door and opened it. The sight of Chance's grey horse Gambit brought a smile to her face and she rushed outside to greet him. "Gambit!" Her arms around the big horse's neck she gave him a hug. "I'm so glad to see you! I was beginning to think no one would ever find me out here.†Gambit snorted and marched in place, his hooves kicked up dust and he shook his head out. He glanced in the other direction and fidgeted, breaking Min’s gentle embrace. “Easy Gambit, it’s all right.†The smile slid off Min’s face when she caught a glimpse of fear in his big brown eyes. And that wasn’t all… Stepping back a moment, Min noticed the horse’s bridle wasn’t there. A cold finger of fear raced up the saloon girl’s spine and she put both hands on Gambit’s head and lowered it. "What happened Boy? Where's Chance?" Min ran her hands down his neck and took a careful look at the horse hoping for answers or a sign of some kind that would tell her the fate of Gambit’s owner. She crouched down and looked at the saddle he wore. Her fingers touched something underneath that felt cut; leaning closer Min noticed that the straps that held the saddle in place were gone. "It's cut...if someone tried to ride you; they'd more than likely fall off. Someone did this deliberately." Sighing, Min stood back up and patted Gambit’s side trying to comfort him. “All right, there’s some rope inside. I’m going to have to tie the saddle down so I can ride you. Let me get a few things and then you can take me to Chance.†Min returned to the cabin and came out with her shawl and a small bundle of rope. Not having much time for finesse, she wrapped it around the middle of the horse directly onto the saddle. She tied it as best she could hoping it would be enough to at least get her back to town. “Okay Gambit, it’s not pretty but it’ll have to do.†Placing her shawl over one shoulder, Min gripped the saddle horn, hoisted herself up then turned to the side and planted her bottom on top of the strands of rope. The horse having no bridle, Min used the only thing she could think of and draped her shawl around Gambit’s neck, gripping the ends of it like reigns. With a sigh, Min swallowed hard and gazed out into the woods up ahead. She tried not to think about the nagging questions that she had about Chance and of Brian too, since he was the reason Chance had left the cabin in the first place. She only hoped that they were all right or that she would see for herself soon enough. “You’re going to give me a break on this. You know where Chance is so just take me to her.†Min gave her shawl a flick and the horse began to walk, heading in the direction it came from. (Cue Anyone!)

On Friday... UTEP (The University of Texas at El Paso) had their homecoming parade. My husband works for the university so naturally he had a front row seat to the festivities. Among the old time cars and mustangs that were featured was one he had to mention... At the front of the parade was a familiar site.. a orange stock car with big 01 on the side... yup! The General Lee in all its glory, complete with Dixie horn and big Confederate flag) was the leader! The driver behind it periodically blasted the Dixie horn, much to the amusement of the gathered crowd... I just thought that was pretty cool and I had to share it! Jax