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  1. ** Totally forgot to do the "me" character!** Name: Beth Smith Born: June 30, 1955 Vehicle: 1971 Camaro Z-28 CB Handle: Sunshine (Also Bo's nickname for her) Hair: Brown Eyes: Blue Height: 5'5" Additional Info: This character will be used more in the RR forum... but anyways. Yeah...She was born and raised in Hazzard County, and grew up with Bo and Luke. She had a crush on Luke as a little girl, but her best friend, Bo, grew on her, and she fell in love with him.
  2. **Lemme see! First of all, I myself am only 16, so any stories involving me and a romance with a Duke boy will involve me being born way earlier than I am for real!** **Character 1** Name: Rebecca Lee Dover Age: (in the current fic) 18 DOB: June 13, 1954 Vehicle: Doesn't have one...generally rides with either Daisy or Bo and Luke... CB Handle: Dixie Rose Hair: Brown Eyes: Blue Height: 5'3" Additional Info: Don't wanna give too much away... Moved to Hazzard County from South Carolina the summer of her Junior year in high school. Ended up dating Bo Duke. When she was 18, she became pregnant with Bo, and... well...I better leave it at that lest I ruin the story.
  3. (If you're reading "A Good Ol' Boy..." don't jump to any conclusions. I used myself as Bo's chic in this story, because it's the only way I'll ever get to be Bo Duke's wife. No matter how bad I want it! ) Bo Duke, Jr. was the spitting image of his father. Nobody would ever mistake him for anything other than a Duke. He was 18 years old, and he'd left home that year to go to college. His parents, Beth and Bo, had called him to tell him that his Daddy's family was getting together to have a reunion the next week. Bo loved his Daddy's family. All of Bo, Sr.'s cousins were referred to as aunts and uncles by Bo's kids. Bo, Jr. had three sisters and one brother. Bo was closest to his daddy and his uncle Luke. But the young man had no idea what his return to Hazzard County would hold in store for him.
  4. I had an LJ friend make this avatar for me! What do y'all think!
  5. Gotcha! I'll be getting the next chapter to ya as soon as I get it done! Thanks!
  6. Chapter 2: Daisy Finds Out Supper was good, with Uncle Jesse's fried fish and Daisy's hush puppies. Then, Becky had to go to work. She worked at the Boar's Nest with Daisy, so they were going to ride together in Daisy's yellow Plymouth Roadrunner. They left at five minutes till six, and they had to be there at six on the dot. But with Daisy driving, they'd make it. Daisy Duke drives faster than Richard Petty, and just as rough as Bo... All that in high heels. Daisy spun the tires pulling out of the Duke driveway, and Becky felt like her stomach dropped. Daisy was laughing as they tore down the road. Becky's hand drifted back to rest protectively on her stomach. She was not going to let her baby get hurt, whether or not she was ready for it. It was a part of her and Bo. A part she loved with all her heart, and she wasn't planning to let anything happen to it. That girl's just bound and determined to let her news get out, ain't she? The Boar's Nest came into view, and Daisy swung into the parking lot. Becky felt sick. In fact, she felt very sick. "Daisy, I have to get inside before I puke." "Are you sick, honey?" Daisy asked, concerned. There was no way that her driving made Becky sick. Not when the girl was used to riding with Bo in the General Lee for hours on end, and she'd only been with Daisy five minutes. For one of them smart country gals, Daisy sure does ask some dumb questions. "Yeah," Becky said, as she made a run for the bathroom. She barely made it in time. But she did make, and for that she was thankful. She washed out her mouth and rinsed her face. Then, she reapplied her makeup. "Good Lord, Bo," she said, wiping a tear from her cheek. "What have we done?" Daisy walked in just in time to hear Becky's question. "What have you and Bo done about what?" "Nothin," Becky said softly, applying her mascara. "Rebecca Lee Dover, don't you tell me a story." "Daisy, I'm not lyin' to you. It's nothing. Or at least, nothing I want to talk about." Well, she just opened a whole can of worms. "Rebecca, Bo's my cousin, and I love him dearly. Now you better tell me what's goin' on." "I told Bo I wouldn't say anything." "Well, you already said something, so go ahead and finish. What's going on, here?" "Nothin'. Don't worry about it." "I'll be worried sick if you don't tell me." Rebecca looked at Daisy a long time. "Daisy...You're like a sister to me. And...I shouldn't tell ya. But I have to." "Alrighty, then..." "Daisy...first off, you gotta promise not to tell, and you gotta promise not to let Bo know you know. And you gotta promise not to kill me or Bo." "Oh, Lordy. It must be bad." "Daisy, me and Bo...we...I..." she stammered. "Go ahead, honey." "I'm pregnant...with Bo's baby," she finally managed. "Oh, Lord!" Daisy gasped. "What in the name of all that's good possessed y'all to take a chance like that?" "It...it isn't like we were plannin' on it. It just happened." Ain't it kinda strange how them kinda things always seem to just happen? "Honey...Don't keep that secret too long. It'll eat you alive." Rebecca nodded. Daisy hugged her. "Lord, I wish you two had been smarter than that. But, if you need me, let me know." "OK, Daisy. Thanks." The two girls headed off to get to work. It wasn't too long before Bo and Luke showed up. They sat down at their usual table, and Rebecca walked over quickly. "Hey, Boys!" she said, faking the perky attitude that was expected of a Boar's Nest waitress. "What can I getcha." "I want a beer," Luke said, grinning. Bo, who was only eighteen looked at his cousin, who said, "No beer, Bo." "Alright," Bo said, disappointed. "Bring me a root beer, then." He looked at Becky sadly. "You feelin' OK, baby? You look a little weak." "I'm fine, Bo!" she said, her bubbly-ness in high gear. "I feel just wonderful. How about you? If ya ain't figured it out yet, a Duke boy don't give up that easy. She turned to go back to the bar, and Bo grabbed her hand. "No!" she said, pulling away. "I'm at work." She went to the bar and got Bo a mug of root beer, and Luke a mug of beer, then went back to their table. "Here ya go, boys!" She wished Bo would stop looking at her that way. Bo was 18. A grown man by most people's standards. But he was giving her that scared little boy look again, and it made her ache all over. She turned away quickly to go back to work. "What's wrong with you?" Luke asked his younger cousin. "You look like you just got kicked in the gut." Luke's got that funny talent of bein' able to think like Bo. And he don't like what he's thinkin' right now. "Reckon I kinda did," Bo said, half-heartedly taking a sip of his root beer. "Huh?" The Duke boys never was much for understandin' metaphors. "Nothin'." "OK, Bo. Somethin's eatin' you alive. What is it?" "Nothin'! Just leave me alone." "Bo..." "I swear, Luke Duke, if you don't mind your own business!" "Fine!" "OK," Bo said, taking a gulp of root beer and wondering if he looked as stupid as he felt...Drinking root beer in the Boar's Nest. "Be back in a minute," Luke said, casting another questioning glance on Bo. He slipped up to the bar. "Daisy," he called in a whisper. Daisy walked up and dropped down to rest her elbows on the bar, putting her level with her cousin. "What's goin' on, Luke?" "I was hopin' you could tell me. Somethin's wrong with Bo." Daisy looked at Luke for a minute. "What do you think it is?" she asked, remembering what she'd told Rebecca. Luke immediately looked frustrated. "I don't know! I wouldn't have asked you if I had known!" "I can't...I can't tell you, Luke. I wish I could...really..." "Then, you know? Why would Bo tell you and not me? I'm his best friend." "Bo didn't tell me. Rebecca did." "Huh? He told her?" Now Luke was really mad. "Luke, it involves her." "Is she sick?" "A little. Nothin' a little time won't fix." "Oh...well... did she slight him?" "No! Luke, you can't pick it out of me. I promised!" "OK, fine!" "I'm sorry, Luke. I really am, but I promised. When Dukes make promises, they don't break 'em. Luke didn't like this. His cousins never kept things from him. And he didn't like it at all. He didn't understand. And if Bo was in trouble, Luke wanted to help him. But he couldn't. Because Bo wouldn't let him. Rebecca walked over to Bo's table when she saw that Luke was talking to Daisy. "Bo," she whispered, flinching when his blue eyes met hers. "I'm scared." "Me, too. Lord knows I'm scared." He looked at her for a long time. "Are you OK?" "No, I'm not OK! I'm...I'm going to have to spend the rest of my life in Hazzard County. I'm never going to get out of here, or go to college, or do what I wanna do!" "I'm sorry, Becky. I'm so sorry." "Look, Bo, I've got work to do. We'll talk later." She looked at Bo, and felt like her heart was being crushed under the weight of his dark blue eyes. She turned to go back to work, with a weight on her shoulders like she'd never felt before. She and Bo were so young. They had their whole lives ahead of them, and they'd ruined them in a few short moments. Moments that had felt so right at the time. Bo finished his drink and a sudden wave of anger at himself rushed over him. He smashed his fist into the table, and said in a defeated tone, "I'm a dang fool." The sound of Bo's fist colliding with the table startled Luke. He quickly ran over to his cousin's side. "What's a matter with you, Bo?" "Nothin'." "Don't tell me nothin', 'cause it's a lie." Well, ain't Luke just the smart one today? "I don't have to tell you everything, Luke," Bo said, refusing to look his cousin in the eyes. "Nah, I reckon not. But I'm only askin' because you're my cousin, and you seem more like my little brother. I love ya just like a brother." The boys conversation was brought to an abrupt end by a commotion on the other side of the room. Anger flashed like fire in Bo's eyes when he saw the hand of a big man clasped firmly around Becky's wrist. Becky tried to slap him, but he caught her other wrist in midair. She cried out in pain as he tightened his grip on her wrists. So she put her knee in place that was guaranteed to make the man let go. He yelled, but let go of her. One of his friends grabbed her from behind and held her arms behind her, breathing down her neck. Daisy ran over to the man who had Becky and drove her spike heel into the top of his foot. Bo and Luke were up and running quickly to join the fight. Ever noticed how fights draw the Duke boys quicker than a perty girl? The big man had recovered at this point, and his friend had released Becky to grab Daisy, pronouncing, "I like 'em feisty." Daisy drove her heel into his foot, harder this time. The big man had Rebecca again, and Bo jumped on him from behind, trying to beat his head into the ground. The big man let Becky go, and turned on her boyfriend, easily flipping Bo onto his back and coming down on top of him to beat him. Luke, in the meantime, had easily beaten Daisy's "friend," who was much smaller than the man beating on Bo. He turned to Bo, and angrily jumped on the big man. He battered his head and ears, hoping, if nothing else, to get him off of Bo. Lucky enought for the Duke boys, Cooter Davenport, their mechanic, and best friend, was just walking in. Here comes ol' Crazy Cooter, to the rescue. Cooter was known for being one heck of a fighter if a friend was in trouble. Cooter jumped in to do his part. He commenced beating the man with both fists until the man finally wore out. Luke and Cooter stood up and helped the man to his feet, but Bo just looked at him in pure hatred. "Listen here," Luke told the man. "Here in Hazzard, we all stick together. You picked the wrong people to mess with." The man just looked at them with contempt. "Fine. But I'll catch up with one of y'all alone one of these days. We'll see how tough you are then." Bo yelled, in a moment of almost crazed rage, "Yaahooooo! I'll be lookin' forward to it." Luke grabbed his cousin by the shoulders. "Easy, Bo. No need to start another fight." "Fight? If he ever touches Becky again, I'll kill him!" "You're welcome to try," the big man said. Luke kept his steady hand on his cousin's shoulder. "Calm down, cousin." Bo let Luke hold him back for the moment. He looked at the man angrily. "Get out of here!" he growled. "Fine!" the man said, walking around Bo to head outside. When both boys were satisfied that the Boar's Nest had been cleared of people who were up to no good, Bo walked over to Becky. "Honey, are you alright?" he asked, opening his arms. "Yeah, I'm fine," she replied, letting him close his arms around her. "I love you, honey." "I love you, too, Bo. So much." Becky was scared and angry. But she loved Bo Duke more than life itself. That was the one thing that she was sure of. "Come on, Bo," Luke said, touching his cousin's arm. "We gotta go. I promised Uncle Jesse we'd be back before dark to feed the chickens and the goats." Bo's forehead was pressed gently to Becky's. "Honey, I'll see ya first thing in the morning." She let him kiss her, then said, "See ya then." The boys went outside, and climbed through the windows into the General Lee. As they headed back home, Luke turned to Bo, "Cousin, just what's gotten into that dang fool head of yours? Fightin' a fella twice your size without sayin' a word to nobody about givin' you a hand? You're plum crazy, you know that?" Luke may be a country boy, but he knows crazy when he sees it. "It ain't none of your business, Luke. Leave me alone," Bo said, as the air blowing through the window tossed his curly blonde hair. "Fine. I've just never seen you so mad before." "She's my girlfriend." "Never seen you stick up for any girl like that. Girlfriend or otherwise." "Dang it, Luke. Don't you ever run out of questions?" "Not till you tell me what's going on!" "Alright, then. you just gotta know everything, dontcha? You know, you're worse than Daisy and Uncle Jesse put together." Luke didn't like how Bo hadn't looked at him since they'd left. "Well, I just wanna know what's wrong with you." "It's Becky," he said, sadness in his eyes. "What about her?" "I would've fought for her anyway, just because I love her. But I wasn't just fightin' for her. I had a whole 'nother reason for fightin' that fella." "Well, what was it?" Luke asked, quickly becoming frustrated with his cousin's beating around the bush. "I was fightin' for somebody else..." Bo choked on the knot in his throat. "Somebody..." He cursed as he brushed a tear from his cheek. "Somebody real important." "Who, Bo?" "My child," the tall blonde managed as he pulled the General to the side of the road, since he couldn't see a darn thing through the tears in his eyes. That sure was the last thing Luke was expectin'.
  7. I had General Jackson in mind when I gave Bo a middle name. Thanks for noticing that! It's one of those details I put alot of thought into, but it's not a big stick out! ~Beth
  8. Oh! Yeah...I'm a little slow... But anyways...Without that, it would be a pretty good song for the movie. But then again, I can think of alot of things that would be good for the movie that they aren't gonna do. :x Idiotic people trying to make it different. Ugh!
  9. I'm posting this here due to lack of interest on FF.net. I hope y'all enjoy... But if you're already readin' it on FF.net, just put your reviews there! Rating: PG-13 for topics involving sex. Nothing explicit, not even close, but safety is the best policy! Disclaimer: I don't own them Duke boys, although it sure wouldn't hurt my feelings if Bo wanted to let me borrow him. I don't own "The Balladeer" Or anything like that.... Funny how life goes, huh? Author's Notes: This is my first time delving into the Dukes of Hazzard fandom... I'm a long time fan of the show, but I hadn't seen any episodes for a long time. Up until my cousins got the DVD set. Then I got one today! Yay me! Any reviews are appreciated! Thanks!!!! Anything in bold in this story is a Balladeer comment. Chapter 1: Bo and Becky Bo Duke was never happier than when he was doing what he was doing right this moment. Sitting in the driver's seat of the Dodge Charger he shared with his cousin Luke, who just so happened to be in the passenger's seat. The Charger was the one thing that had saved the Duke boy's hides on repeated occasions, and was known fondly as the General Lee. Bo was enjoying himself entirely too much, and that was because he was doing what he did best. Irritating the sheriff and his deputies. He and Luke had had years of practice in that particular activity. A glance in the rearview mirror brought a smile to Bo's face. They had Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane mad...real mad. And nothing was more fun than making Rosco mad. Bo hit the dixie horn as he shifted gears, then let out his signature rebel yell, "Yeeeeeeeeehaaaaaaaa!" Boy, this was fun! He grinned like a possum as he realized they were coming up on a low ditch, with a neat pile of dirt right in front of it. They were going to have to jump it. "Hold on, Luke!" he yelled, as the General soared over the ditch, and landed hard, but safe, on the other side. Bo looked back over his shoulder and laughed, as he saw Rosco swing the car around and slam on brakes, skidding in the dirt to avoid the ditch. He looked a Luke with a grin before he skidded onto another dirt road. Bo smiled again, when they pulled into the driveway of a two story white house with two fancy cars in the driveway. Have ya noticed yet how them boys are always smilin'? Well, that there is about to change. Bo's girlfriend, Rebecca Dover, lived in the big house and she was the only thing Bo loved more than making Rosco mad. Bo had met Rebecca in school two years earlier, at the beginning of their Junior year, when Rebecca had just moved to Hazzard County. She had walked into school with a button-up top, jeans, and a pair of glasses, toting an extra book under her arm to read on her free time. Bo had nearly laughed at her. She didn't fit in with Hazzard County girls, most of whom were more concerned with their hair than their grades. But not Rebecca. She took all the hardest classes. And aced them. Bo was used to all the girls who just dated him because he was Bo Duke. Every girl wanted to date him anyway. But Rebecca had shown no interest in him whatsoever. He didn't try hard enough in his classes to suit her. And she only dated the really smart guys. The simple fact that she didn't like him was enough to make Bo like her. He'd worked hard to prove himself to her, and apparently, it had worked. He'd asked her to Junior Prom, and she'd gone with him. They'd been together ever since, nearly inseperable. He was totally sure he was in love with her. Rebecca's father, however, did not share his daughter's love for the tall Duke boy. He hated him, in fact. He considered the Dover family far above a bunch of moonshining Georgia hicks like the Dukes. But Rebecca had fought for Bo until her father had given in, and allowed her to date him. They made quite the couple, Bo, the suntanned, six foot three, blue-eyed blonde with the rebel yell, and the smile that would melt a week's worth of snow, and Rebecca, the fair-skinned, five foot five, blue eyed brunette, with glasses, and the best grade in Hazzard. Period. Class valedictorian...That was Rebecca. Boy, what that girl's doin' runnin' around with a good ol' boy like Bo, nobody'll ever know. Bo climbed out the window of the car and said, "Luke, you take the General on home. Tell Uncle Jesse we'll be there for supper in a little bit." "OK. See ya later, cousin." Luke replaced his cousin in the driver's seat, and took off. Bo walked up to the door and knocked as politely as he could. Rebecca's father answered the door. "Oh...it's you." "Nice to see you, too, Mr. Dover," Bo replied, just as if the older man had greeted him kindly. "Rebecca, your friend's here." "Be right there, Daddy," Rebecca said, running to her bathroom to wash her face before heading down stairs to see Bo. Now that there, is a flower of southern womanhood. Underneath them glasses, that's one of the pertiest girls in Hazzard County. "Hey, Bo," she said. "Hey, Becky," he replied. He was the only person on God's green earth that Rebecca allowed to call her Becky. Mr. Dover shot a dirty look Bo's way and reminded him that her name was Rebecca. Is it just me, or is that fella one pain in the rump? Bo nodded with a semi-respectful, "Yessir." "Daddy, I'm eatin' supper with the Dukes," Rebecca said, in her light Southern accent. "Rebecca, your mother already fixed your supper." "I'll eat it for lunch tomorrow. Uncle Jesse's fryin up a mess of fish, and I promised I'd be there." Bo thought Rebecca's voice sounded strained and tired. As if she hadn't gotten any sleep, and there was a dang good reason. He figured on asking her what was wrong on the way to his house. "Fine!" he said, "Go on. When'll you be home." "Late. I gotta work." She reached for her light sweater and hung it gently around her shoulders. "Let's go, Bo." Bo nodded, tipping his hat to Rebecca's mother. He took Rebecca's hand and closed the door behind them. Uh-huh. Free at last. As they were walking down the dirt road, Bo turned to face his girlfriend. "Becky, what's wrong?" "Nothing," she said, her voice breaking a little. "Nothing, my backside!" he replied, toning down his language in the presence of a lady. "It's nothing, Bo. I don't wanna talk about it."" "Is it college? Did you not get in?" "I got in, no problem. I just can't go." "Why not? You've got more than enought money." "It's not money. It's something else." "Well, what the heck is it?" "Bo..." "What? It can't be a big deal. You'll find a way to go. And besides..." he said, pulling her close. "It can't be anything..." he kissed her, "...that a little bit of love can't fix." Well, ya see, it was that little bit of love that got that girl into this mess to start with. "No!" she said, pushing Bo away. "Lord, Bo! Don't you ever think about anything other than that?" "Well, sure I do," Bo replied in a deeply offended manner. "Well, act like it! Bo, we messed up." "Don't follow," Bo said, looking deep into her eyes. "We made a big mistake. "What kinda mistake?" he asked fearfully, pulling her close again, all the mischief gone from his demeanor. She looked back into his eyes, hoping to find him stronger than she was. Hoping to find something that could be strong for her when she was weak. But she saw only fear. She took a deep breath and let it out. "Bo, I'm pregnant." "Oh, my Lord!" Bo exclaimed. In that moment, he had been transformed from a cocky teenager to a frightened little boy. "That ain't funny!" he declared. "It's not a joke, Bo. It's not supposed to be funny. I'm pregnant, and you're my baby's daddy. We are having a baby, ready or not." Bo wanted to cry, but he couldn't. Not when Becky wasn't crying. He tried to hug her, but she wouldn't let him. She walked past him, and he just stood there a few seconds, listening to her bare feet falling on the dirt road. "Becky?" Bo called, his voice trembling. "What is it, Bo?" He studied his dusty boots. "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, too," she said, sounding resigned, like a little girl who had finally realized that her dreams were going to be crushed. Bo sighed. Thanks to him, she was going to be forced to give up her dreams of going to college and studying medicine. He had ruined her life. He swore under his breath, knowing full well that it mad her mad to here him cuss. She said that only unintelligent people cussed. Bo figured he was pretty darn unintelligent anyway. "Bo," she said, tears beginning to fill her eyes. "Yeah?" "Bo, please don't leave me," she whispered against the knot in her throat. "Oh, no!" he said, opening his arms. A whole river of relief washed over him as she accepted his embrace. "I'll never leave you. Especially not now." "My Lord, Bo! What have we done?" she sobbed into his chest. "I don't know, Baby. I'm sorry. It's my fault." "Bo..." her voice faded with the sobs. Bo held her a while, then said, "Honey, we have to make it through supper without lettin' on." "I know," she sniffled. "I know. Bo took her hand and they walked to the house that Bo shared with Luke, their other cousin, Daisy, and their Uncle Jesse. "How am I gonna tell all them that Becky's pregnant?" he wondered. Becky held on to his hand for dear life as they walked into the Duke home, which smelled of fish and onions. "What took y'all so long?" Daisy asked as Bo and Becky stepped into the kitchen. "Nothin'," Bo said quickly. "We're teenagers. We don't know what time is." Daisy smile at her youngest cousin. "Uh-huh. I'm still a teenager, too, in case you forgot, Bo Duke. Bo smiled, "Yes ma'am." Daisy swatted him with a dish towel. "Wash up," she said, "Uncle Jesse's ready to eat." Uncle Jesse agreed whole-heartedly. "Hurry along, young'uns." Bo and Becky hurried out to wash up. Bo looked at her. "Don't say anything to anybody, Becky. We'll tell 'em when we're both ready." Becky nodded. "I agree. Keep it to yourself." Bo looked at her a long moment, as if trying to figure something out. "That hand always bein' on your belly might be a giveaway. Becky hadn't even realized that she'd been holding her hand protectively over her stomach. "Yeah," she agreed, dropping her hand. "Right." "Becky, I know I messed up. I know this is mostly my fault, but I love you." "Love you, too, Beauregard Jackson Duke." Becky was the only person on God's green earth who he allowed to call him Beauregard. He gave her a hug, and they headed back to the kitchen. Y'all hang on!
  10. Write a story from this line. "Bo and Luke Duke were cousins. Best friends. Until something happened that tore their friendship apart." Happy writing! YEEEEHAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *grins big possum grin*
  11. Yeah...it says army...but wasn't Luke a former Marine? Just wondered...
  12. Meanwhile, Bo and Luke were driving into town, hoping to make a run by Cooter's garage before heading home. As the General Lee pulled into the parking lot, Bo noticed the primer-coated Charger. "Dang it, Luke. Chet's back in town." Luke looked at the car, not quite sure just what it all meant. The two Duke boys gave each other a look that only they understood before climbing out of the General to go pay Chet a visit.
  13. Teen Bo story... He's made a mistake that could cost him and his girlfriend their family and their future! http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2196433/1/ Please review if you read!
  14. Bo, Jesse, and Enos! Bo, because I have had a thing for him since I was kneehigh to a grasshopper, and because you gotta love a guy named Beauregard. Jesse, because he reminds me of the wise men of my family. Enos, cuz I feel sorry for him, because he wants Daisy sooo bad, and he never gets her...
  15. If I post a fanfic on another site, do y'all mind if I post the link here? Or is that one of those "Lock me up and send me to Hazzard County Jail" instances. Thanks, either way! I don't wanna get started on the wrong foot...
  16. Agreed! Coy and Vance were Bo and Luke wannabes!
  17. Coy and Vance just weren't big attention getters for me...IDK...
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