Garrett Duke

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Garrett Duke was in mid repair of his car, when he heard Cooter's CB on the counter begin to squawk. At first he ignored it, assuming it wouldn't pertain to him until he heard something about the Boar's Nest. Knowing everyone was there, he slowly stands up, wiping his grease stained hands upon his faded denim jeans. Listening to Rosco's comment about framing Bill, makes anger rush rapidly within Garrett. Looking at his car,  he now feels helpless and stranded until he thinks of his neighbor.
Glancing around the dark garage, he spots Cooter's phone and he rushes over there and dial's the only phone number he knows in Hazzard. After three rings, the familiar voice shouts out, "Yo! You got Roy. What can I do for ya?"
Garrett eyes the sheriff's station through the open door and moves deeper into the shadows as he sees Rosco quickly tip toeing to his car. Hearing Roy breathe impatiently on the other end, brings him back to where he was. "Yo Roy," Garrett states with a smirk, "you answer you phone like that to everyone? What if I were the law?"
"I'd hang up on you," he quickly responds, "but you are the only friend I got, so I did a process of elimination."
Garrett grunts. "I doubt I'm your only friend," Garrett resorts, "I saw Nile and Ramon over there a few nights ago at your party."
"OK fine," Roy pouts, "I was trying to be nice. You are the only friend I got who calls when they need help and words gone around that you've been in knee deep in trouble with the law lately. I'm sure that wreck at the race took a deep blow to your ego. It was only time before you come calling begging for my help."
Garrett rolls his eyes as he lights a cigarette as Rosco drives away, his tires squealing. "I don't beg," he dryly states, "I just know I can trust you."
"And you can," Roy states and Garrett envisions him sitting on his holey and well-worn brown ugly couch, with his boots up on his wooden coffee table, with a huge smirk on his face. "What can I do for you? You in jail? Need more bail money? I'm your man. Lucky for you, I got paid yesterday."
Garrett rolls his eyes. "It's not like that. I just need a ride," he finally states, "I'm at Cooter's Garage with my car and I need a lift to the Boar's Nest."
"Ah you heard that too," Roy states on the other end, "Say no more. I'm on my way."
With that, Garrett hangs up and smashes his cigarette out before walking to the end of the garage to wait for Roy. A couple of long moments pass before Roy's rusted out yellow Chevy truck pulls in. Garrett quickly climbs in, looks at Roy, and states, "Thanks for the ride. Let's go."

Jesse was frustrated. He couldn't make moonshine anymore because of his agreement with the federal US of A government. He used to take a lot of pride in his skills but now he took pride in making crawdad bisque and didn't like being interrupted when in the middle of fixin' it. 
But he knew he had to have priorities. The boys might need him. Bill might need him. Maybe Ernie and Garrett too. He thought a moment and decided the best thing to do would be to turn the burner down to as low of heat as possible. He knew the bisque wouldn't taste as good if it cooled off to room temp and then reheated. 
He grabbed his red hat and headed toward the Boar's Nest. On the way he turned on his CB and went to channel 7. That is where the Dukes always went when they had trouble. Sure enough Luke answered and told him they had Bill and Ernie with them and just left for secret old still site number 4. 
Jesse smiled imagining the look on Boss's face when he raids his own Boar's Nest only to find Bill not there. Then his face turned angry. He knew Boss would accuse Bo and Luke of aiding a "known criminal". At least he figured Boss would label Bill that. 

Cousin Roger Duke Uncle Jesse... I will keep my Dukes family here up to date. It would be cool to meet you.

Hey Skipper, keep us updated on the Northeast Ohio Dukes in 2024 since you have Facebook and pay attention. It would be greatly appreciated. If he ever does another show at Yankee Lake it would be cool to go with you. 

Go Chase! Not sure if he will win it all but I personally guarantee he will have a better season than 2023! Lol

Are you saying you used your last reaction...on me? Well...I'm honored!  

That would be nice if they could catch up with Red Bull. Unless it's your team winning, it gets tiring watching the other teams winning all the time; especially the same teams. I guess I will stop complaining as we start eleven days earlier than you. It just seems forever away. Though I wish we could just skip through February and get to March. January and February are always my longest, coldest, and hardest months. LOL. Plus still...no baseball. Unless you are pitchers and catchers who meet up mid February.
As for no delays...that's kind of nice. In NASCAR, they sit around and talk about anything and everything before they finally cancel anyways. Or like Tony Stewart said once, "They talk to anyone with legs" LOL. Ol' Smoke never was shy of telling it how he sees it. 
I just hope Chase Elliott will have a better season than he did last year. He had surgery on his shoulder after the season ended and is going through PT, so hopefully he will be healed and ready to go by February 18th. He says he will be. Better than last year where he broke his leg and had to be out the first six races of the season...then later got benched a race for fighting or something like that. Right now, I'll just take a win...as he didn't even have that last season.

He broke his leg in a snowboarding accident in Colorado right before the season started last year. Hopefully he is not snowboarding or skiing right now... LOL. 

He broke his leg in a snowboarding accident in Colorado right before the season started last year. Hopefully he is not snowboarding or skiing right now... LOL. 

He broke his leg in a snowboarding accident in Colorado right before the season started last year. Hopefully he is not snowboarding or skiing right now... LOL. 

It wasn't huh? What else is it you woulda thought? Or do I want to know? LOL 

It wasn't huh? What else is it you woulda thought? Or do I want to know? LOL 

We have to wait until February 29th for the start of the F1 season. I don't remember any previous Grands Prix being on a Saturday (they're always on a Sunday unless they're cancelled - there are no delayed races like there are in NASCAR), but the first two of this season, Bahrain and Saudi Arabia, are on a Saturday this season due to Ramadan. We also get 24 races 2024 - the most ever. I just hope that the other teams have caught up with Red Bull over the winter so we get some racing this year!

I'm out of reactions but it sure is good to hear from you again Floyd and Lee. 

I can't believe I missed these posts! I haven't been on regularly for a white. This is great! Hopefully it will go on for another  45!!  

Thank you, Roger, for your time and service for our country. You are amazing. Uncle Jesse would be very proud of you.

45 years of greatness.

Dang it...I didn't even think of watching it. That would have been a great idea. Glad you were able to enjoy, Boss. 

Dannnnnggggg you're lucky . . . I wish NASCAR would get the hint. They probably would start earlier if it wasn't for the dang football season and not wanting to compete. Back in the Richard Petty day they raced pretty much year round. Which is why no one will be able to reach his win record. 
Must mean I was born in the wrong year... LOL 

I only said that, because I said I picked Jeff Gordon out of a top sexiest man magazine and that his looks is what first got me. I didn't want everyone thinking Garrett was attracted to Gordon's looks. Otherwise y'all would still be in the dark. HA.

Dannnnnggggg you're lucky . . . I wish NASCAR would get the hint. They probably would start earlier if it wasn't for the dang football season and not wanting to compete. Back in the Richard Petty day they raced pretty much year round. Which is why no one will be able to reach his win record. 
Must mean I was born in the wrong year... LOL 

Garrett Duke was in mid repair of his car, when he heard Cooter's CB on the counter begin to squawk. At first he ignored it, assuming it wouldn't pertain to him until he heard something about the Boar's Nest. Knowing everyone was there, he slowly stands up, wiping his grease stained hands upon his faded denim jeans. Listening to Rosco's comment about framing Bill, makes anger rush rapidly within Garrett. Looking at his car,  he now feels helpless and stranded until he thinks of his neighbor.
Glancing around the dark garage, he spots Cooter's phone and he rushes over there and dial's the only phone number he knows in Hazzard. After three rings, the familiar voice shouts out, "Yo! You got Roy. What can I do for ya?"
Garrett eyes the sheriff's station through the open door and moves deeper into the shadows as he sees Rosco quickly tip toeing to his car. Hearing Roy breathe impatiently on the other end, brings him back to where he was. "Yo Roy," Garrett states with a smirk, "you answer you phone like that to everyone? What if I were the law?"
"I'd hang up on you," he quickly responds, "but you are the only friend I got, so I did a process of elimination."
Garrett grunts. "I doubt I'm your only friend," Garrett resorts, "I saw Nile and Ramon over there a few nights ago at your party."
"OK fine," Roy pouts, "I was trying to be nice. You are the only friend I got who calls when they need help and words gone around that you've been in knee deep in trouble with the law lately. I'm sure that wreck at the race took a deep blow to your ego. It was only time before you come calling begging for my help."
Garrett rolls his eyes as he lights a cigarette as Rosco drives away, his tires squealing. "I don't beg," he dryly states, "I just know I can trust you."
"And you can," Roy states and Garrett envisions him sitting on his holey and well-worn brown ugly couch, with his boots up on his wooden coffee table, with a huge smirk on his face. "What can I do for you? You in jail? Need more bail money? I'm your man. Lucky for you, I got paid yesterday."
Garrett rolls his eyes. "It's not like that. I just need a ride," he finally states, "I'm at Cooter's Garage with my car and I need a lift to the Boar's Nest."
"Ah you heard that too," Roy states on the other end, "Say no more. I'm on my way."
With that, Garrett hangs up and smashes his cigarette out before walking to the end of the garage to wait for Roy. A couple of long moments pass before Roy's rusted out yellow Chevy truck pulls in. Garrett quickly climbs in, looks at Roy, and states, "Thanks for the ride. Let's go."

Dang it...I didn't even think of watching it. That would have been a great idea. Glad you were able to enjoy, Boss. 

My wife and I watched One Armed Bandits this evening.  It's my favorite episode.