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Nice job with your research Hoss. I never knew all that. Boss Hogg was also born in 1926. This is revealed when his twin brother's drivers license is shown on "Baa Baa White Sheep". I'm not sure what year Sorrell Booke was born though.

I can't think of the name of the band even though I just saw it two weeks ago. I'll kick myself when I hear the answer. Thanks for posting that picture MaryAnne. What an amazing coincidence that there just happens to be an old white Ford pick-up in it. That truck's the only part of the picture I like. It's nice to know some things never change....maybe I should say, it's nice to know one thing hasn't changed.

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Angry with Boss, Rosco drove his patrol car past the the Hazzard Fairgrounds. He continued kicking up dust on Old Post Road until he arrived at the Mud Flats. He pulled into a beat up driveway overlooking the swampy valley and put his car in park. Flash slept on the front passenger seat the whole trip but briefly looked up at Rosco before falling back asleep. Rosco always came here whenever he needed to think. Things hadn't been going too well for Rosco lately. His Mama had just received notice from Doc Appleby that she was diabetic. A recent storm had blown a branch onto the roof of his house where he lived with his Mama and did about 500 dollars worth of damage that still wasn't fixed, the CB in his living room had a short in it and now he had Boss breathing down his neck complaining about money. Rosco sat in the patrol car at his favorite spot contemplating his next move in life. He wondered if he should just resign as sheriff and take a job restocking the shelves at Rhuebottom's store. He didn't have a clue how to come up with a moneymaking sceme but it was increasingly clear that if he didn't, his days working for Boss Hogg could be numbered.

I'm very concerned about this nuclear power plant meltdown. Since I'm from Pennsylvania I remember all too well how scarey 3 Mile Island was. It didn't turn out to be as bad as it could have but this incident in Japan is a whole different matter. God is in control. I know it doesn't always seems like it, but things happen for a reason. All we can really do is make sure we're on His side. I'll let everybody knows as soon as I hear news about my friend's family.

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I wouldn't have remembered Ezra without the multiple choices but I'm pretty confident that's the answer.

Thank you so much for this information Phyllis.

This is difficult for me to watch because I know somebody from Tokyo. His family (mother, uncles, aunts, neices and nephews) live in one of the small towns at sea level that were in the worst hit area and he hasn't been able to get ahold of any of them. He was a college student over here and moved back to Japan a couple years ago.

Welcome to Hazzard County muddyk. Thank you so much for serving your country. I'm also from Pennsylvania.....in Erie County by the Ohio line. Please keep us posted about your service. We'd like to know how you're doing. Maybe you could start a thread on what life is like there.....although I'm sure you're not permitted to reveal much information....it would be nice to keep updated on how you are. There's a lot of patriotic folks here on the HazzardNet and we want you to know we care about you.

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Rosco looked confused "Uh, what do ya mean "change" Boss? I mean, you tried giving me and Enos 3-wheelers and that didn't go so good. Then you tried giving us horses and that didn't go too good either. And you know I ain't good with bicycles. Done went right in the puddle last time I was on one of them...besides, I ain't gonna be able to catch the General Lee on a bicycle." Boss pounded his fist on his desk "I ain't talking about no bicycles you ninny. I'm talking about changing the condition of the budget....I'm talking about making money. All Lulu knows how to do is spend it and all you know how to do is charge me for repair bills. Somebody around here has to figure out how to make it." Boss continued his loud rant as his cigar filled the room with smoke. "For once Rosco, you come up with an idea. And it'd better be a good one....one that will make enough that it'll pay for the last three cars you wrecked. And if you don't come up with a scheme to make money, you'll be the next rent-a-cop at Shorty's All-Nite Rib Shack and Pool Hall on Frontage Road!!" Alarmed, Rosco put on his buttermilk stained hat and walked toward the door to the bar room. Before he opened the door, he changed his mind and walked to the opposite side of Boss's office and continued out the door to the sunny outside. He hopped in his sheriff's car and drove away.

I just saw that one and I was in the Marines and I still don't know. I think B.L.s guess is low so I'm going with 15. I got lucky with 1200 but I'm not feeling lucky this time.

"Good job Garrett! Now ain't that interesting? I wonder if Meadowmufn was serious or bluffing about the security camera feeding the video to an undisclosed location.....and I wonder where that location is." *crowd gets louder and starts inching toward the courthouse steps* "Garrett, I don't know how long I can hold them back. Meadowmufn's pretty popular around here and if folks find out what Brian's up to, it could get ugly. I just don't want to see anybody get hurt, not even Brian. I mean, he ain't all that bad. Despite his reputation he does have some good qualities.....there's.....um, there's a......well, he uh.....*scratches head* hmmm, I'm gonna need a little more time....."

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I know what you mean Garrett. It's going to take Kurt Busch six years to break that record. After that, maybe Jeff Gordon can start his own streak.

*At first it looked like RogerDuke's words had calmed the crowd, which was increasing in numbers but then, out of nowhere a tall, bearded scruffy, mysterious man in the back yelled out* "I ain't waiting fer that Garrett character to git out here. I say we do something about it right now. I don't know about ya'all but I'm going in. Meadowmufn is a friend of mine and I ain't standing around taking it" *RogerDuke, still standing on the truck bed loudly responded* "Now listen here feller, if you storm the jail, somebody could hurt. Besides, violence ain't gonna solve anything" *The mystery man shrugged his shoulders* "Well then, we at least we should make our voices heard "FREE MEADOWMUFN! FREE MEADOWMUFN! FREE MEADOWMUFN!" *Another voice followed, than another and then a crowd of 300 people were chanting in unison....*

"ROSCO!" Boss's voice boomed from his office in the Boar's Nest. Seconds later Rosco ran in, his black hat dripping with white liquid. Rosco stood in front of J.D. Hogg's desk "Yes Boss" Boss looked at Rosco with a confused look "What in the world is on your head?" "Uh, that's my sheriff's hat Boss. I always wear it 'cause I'm the sheriff." Boss angrily replied "I know that's your sheriff's hat you rodeo clown. What's that dripping from it?" "Uh, that would be buttermilk Boss. I was kneeling over picking up a dime before Enos could get it and when you yelled you scared him so much he spilled his buttermilk. But don't you worry. I'm taking the cleaning bill out of his pay." Boss was still scowling "Give it to me" Rosco handed Boss his dripping hat, to which Boss threw it back at Rosco's chest. "No you bird brain, give me the dime." Rosco pulled the little coin from his breast pocket and handed it to Boss. "I'm going to need this dime because you and that dipstick deputy of yours are putting our budget in the red wrecking all those cars. But things are going to change around here."

Nice work as always!

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Thanks for pointing that out Hoss. Sorry Hobie....I get a little carried away with teasing folks on occasion....that's because I like being teased back. I know I've answered "word association" before without realizing I was on the wrong page. I'm sure I made a few folks scratch their head.