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I got just two words for that:Deer SausageTerryFla.
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Angel, I'm not sure if I shared this previously with you or not, but maybe some other readers of your blog have never seen this before.Way back when I was a Cub Scout, we used to sing a Christmas song to the tune of Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer, but instead we titled it "Maverick the Red-Nosed Cowboy." "Maverick" was a popular TV western at the time. So here goes:Maverick the Red-Nosed Cowboy, had a very shiny gun,And if you ever saw it, you would turn around and run.All of the other cowboys, used to laugh and call him names,They never let poor Maverick, join in any poker games.Then one foggy Christmas HEAVE! (we used to really emphasize the HEAVE, making throwing up faces), sheriff came to say,Maverick with your gun so bright, won't you shoot my wife tonight.Then how the cowboys loved him, and they shouted out with glee,Maverick the Red-Nosed Cowboy, you'll go down in history!-------Yes, it's very politically incorrect, all the more reason to sing songs like that this Christmas holiday!Rusty
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