Tarnation! There's a dead ringer for Huck Finn in town and I'll be hornswoggled if his straw hat ain't enough to make you say "Hee Haw." I caught up with the would-be Huck today near the FedEx office on 6th Street and -- take it from me -- he left his brain somewhere in the Antebellum Period. "Howdy, that's some hat," I said. He looked at me and -- in a voice not unlike Mickey Mouse's sidekick, Goofy -- he let out an enormous guffaw. Poor Huck. On the one hand, there's his hat. On the other, there's good fashion sense. Something tells me, never the Twain shall meet ...!
Posts
2 comments:
Are you sure it wasn't the Scarecrow from The Wizard of Oz? Maybe he was looking for a brain in the dumpster.
Hope you had a great holiday, Marty!
Fortunately, we need people like this individual to set the extremes of biological entities we know as humans!
Post a Comment