MaryAnne

MaryAnne saw the weapon raised in the air and about had a coronary in the saddle. "What the hell is he running for?!" Although surprised by her cousins showing of the weapon, MaryAnne was undeterred. If the dumb sodbuster was gonna shoot her out of the saddle just because she was worried about what had happened to him and wanted to make sure he was okay, let him. She figured Chance and Alex could explain it to him after the funeral. "%*(#$" MaryAnne grumbled and kept after Brian, pushing Phoenix for all the speed the mare could give. MaryAnne loosened her grip on the reins and held on with one hand, while the other retrieved her rifle from the saddle bag. She continued to ride, one hand holding the riens while the rifle was pointed upward. If Brian took a shot at her, MaryAnne would be more than happy to reply.... (Cue Brian!)

She'll probably be Lulu Hogg!!!! Now that's interesting. This Gainey dude was on Bad Day in Hazzard.....was he the one that ended up wearing the Sheriff's uniform?? How ironic is that?? ROFL

Well, Brian looks like you just topped that guest list you were talking about for the first Hazzard Turkey Shoot. Congratulations, cousin! KHEE!!! I'll be there Val! =) Tempest....and any the rest of y'all out there...as the ol' Loretta Lynn song goes.. 'Y'all Come!!" =) MaryAnne

That ain't old news! It's new news! At to me it is. LOL. Well now if that ain't a typical Dukes script plot I don't know what is. Looks like somebody in the Broken Lizard writing team actually knows what the hell the Dukes of Hazzard was all about. LOL. The script seems promising, atleast in it's synopsis form. Thanks LoneRanger for posting the link! =)

At the same time, MaryAnne's Appaloosa mare spotted Damascus and whinnied back in reply. MaryAnne pulled up the reins, stopping Phoenix and along side of her Doc and Alex stopped their horses too. "Hey, there's Brian now," MaryAnne said. She raised an arm to wave in greeting but then suddenly realized that Brian was commanding Damascus to turn around. "Brian, wait! Ugh, what the hell is he doing?!" There was no choice now. The chase was on. MaryAnne nudged the flanks of Phoenix and the mare took off after the fleeing black clad cousin. (Cue Brian, or Doc or Alex!)

Welcome back, Doc!

Well I'll be horn swaggled. ROFL. Yep, that's exactly what I have too! The little details say "Florida" on top and then "Sunshine State" on the bottom and then in the corners of the plate are 68 and 69. Must be the Coltrane model. Does the driver door on yours pop open on it's own? LOL

Yer welcome Cap'n. =) Of course, now I'm wonderin' here.... anybody out there ever seen a 1/18 scale General with Florida plates? Did I end up with some oddball? The box says ERTL (specifically ERTL Collectibles). The General has the push bar, the hood opens, the doors open (why they have the doors open I'll never know. LOL). The interior is black. There's a roll bar. Has the dual pipes. And Florida plates. Man that's gonna bug me now. ROFL

So for the authentic graphics.... does that mean they put the correct Georgia license plate with the CNH 320 number on it? Instead of the Florida plates my 1/18th General has. ROFL

400?!?! Holy bleep! Do you have them displayed in your home? I'm picturing an entire wall full of diecast cars. Khee!

So, what are you saying? That your craftsmanship is shoddy?? Well I certainly had no intention of trying to push it to 110.....and sure as hell ain't gonna try it now!! ROFL.

DOH!! Let's hope it's a speedy recovery, Doc. And we'll see you back here soon! 8)

ROFLMAO! If that ain't a "Strate" moment I don't know what is!

*This is a joint post with MaryAnne and Daney* MaryAnne and Daney watched the Camaro pass. MaryAnne could only make out two people in the car. "I can't tell if Brian's with them..." she said. She watched until the Camaro's tail lights disappeared around the corner and then she looked back at the warehouse. She suddenly had a horrible thought and then picked up the CB mike. "Rosco, you better follow 'em." "I couldn't see if Brian was in the car," Rosco replied back. "That's what I'm worried about. Daney and I will check out the warehouse. You keep an eye on 'em. We'll let you know what we find." Hopefully nothing... "Ten-four." Diablo's engine turned over and Rosco swung the Chevy out onto the road and followed after the Camaro. MaryAnne looked at Daney. Daney reached into the backseat and grabbed her backpack. She retrieved a flaslight. "MaryAnne, you want this one or the one in the glove box?" MaryAnne popped open the glove box. "I'll take this one," she said, pulling the flashlight out. She smiled at Daney. "You always come prepared." "I learned from the best," Daney grinned nervously. Uncertain of what they would find in the warehouse, she got out of Hunter. "Maybe Rosco will meet up with the boys or someone," She said quietly, waiting for MaryAnne to lead the way to the building. "Maybe," MaryAnne said. "Hopefully those two dudes don't spot him...." She clicked on her flashlight and walked to the warehouse with Daney. The warehouse was not as big as what some folks would think of a warehouse to be. Infact it was probably about the size of an average barn. But nonetheless it had served as a warehouse at one time or another for products Boss's varied enterprises dabbled in. Both legal and illegal. When they got to the building, MaryAnne and Daney stepped inside cautiously, unsure of what they might find. Both shined their flashlights around the room, noting the footprints on the dusty floor. There was little furniture; a table and a couple of chairs. There was no Brian, but they still had a little more of the building to look through. Without a word, the two split up. One toward the left area, the other ventured right. Daney was almost finished when she speculated out loud. "Maybe this was only one of the guy's hang outs." Fargo and Anderson's boss probably had more than one place in the town on the off chance his plans got messed up. She peeked over her shoulder at MaryAnne. "I don't think so," MaryAnne replied as she looked into another smaller room of the one she and Daney were in. "I doubt they had plans to stay in Hazzard as long as they have and I don't think they'd have more than one hideout." MaryAnne came to stand in the middle of the room and looked across at Daney. "Well, obviously Brian's not here. But those two took off for somewhere. Either they killed Brian already and they're going to dump him, or he's in that car and still alive." Daney took a deep breath. "I like option two!" She ran past MaryAnne to the door. "Do you want to drive this time?" She hurried out of the building and to the Plymouth. MaryAnne followed out after Daney. "If you don't object," she said. She came to a stop at the driver side of Hunter, and looked across the hood at Daney. "Because I'll tell ya, option two is the only thing I'm considering!" Hazel eyes locked with blue ones. "Yep, because so help them if they-" Daney commented, and got into the vehicle. MaryAnne got in the driver's side. The flashlights were tossed in the backseat. The engine sprung to life. Daney released the parking brake. MaryAnne's right hand moved the shifter from neutral to reverse. Her left hand gripped the steering wheel. Her foot hit the gas pedal. The vehicle went backwards enough to turn around, then Daney slammed the shifter into drive. As Hunter pulled onto the road, she grabbed the cb mic and held it up for MaryAnne. She took a hold of it. "Rosco, you there?" "Yeah," came the immediate reply. "What did you find....?" "Nothing. He's not in there, which means he's gotta be in that car. Where you at?" "Just a couple miles away from there. Still on Farmer Road. MaryAnne, if he's in that car what if he's---" "Just keep with them, cousin, we're coming!" (cue anyone!)

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"I'm tellin' y'all, there's some weird things goin' on around here," Cooter Davenport spoke quietly to cousins Bo and Luke Duke. The three of them were cautiously stepping toward one of the windows of the courthouse, to check on what was going on. Cooter had told them of the shooting, and seeing Razor, badly wounded, slip back into the courthouse. What bothered the town mechanic was that he saw no one else go in, or come out of the building. "Not Rosco, not Boss, not Enos, Cletus, MaryAnne...not nobody. And they all gotta be around. Maverick's still parked over in the back lot. All the patrol cars are here. Boss's Caddy is right over there...." Bo and Luke looked at each other, something prickling the nerves of both Dukes. "Heard a lot of yelling a few minutes ago too," Cooter continued. "Sounded like Chet in there, ya know how he gets sometimes...." More prickling of the nerves for Bo and Luke. Yeah, they knew.... Quietly, the three paused at one of the windows and chanced a look inside the booking room.... Meanwhile, in the downstairs cells MaryAnne had finished fixing what she could of makeshift bandages for Razor's badly wounded leg. She then looked up at Ethan standing there. The young man seemed to be at a crossroads. MaryAnne stood up and approached him. "What do you say Ethan? I make it no secret, I plan on getting myself, everyone and Razor out of here. Alive. You can either join with me, or you can stop me, by running back up stairs and tipping off Chet and Garrett." She paused, studying him. "The choice is yours..." (cue Ethan!)