Hobo Jungle

[2railjon]

LOL< We're in need of some stout coffee this morning!!

Right across the alley from Gomers I'd like some help figuring out a boarding house that would fit in with the scene. Any suggestions?

[2railjon]

Morning!! Just about to fix a broke helicopter!!! Gotta keep 'em flying Boys!!!!! Let me call you right quick!!!

[P&R Pete]

*Ouch*, my aching head...

Dennis, that 'little number' hanging on my shoulder... remember what color her hair was? I either had a great time, or I'm in big trouble!

Yeah, that Jon. Who would have believed that thing could hold his weight? Did I miss any other of his stunts?

[San Diegan]

I couldn't believe he could balance like that or that the bar would hold his weight. I lost the bet and have to replace the head gasket in his Powerwagon parked out front. Gotta go tour Pep Boys and five finger a torque wrench and easy-outs.

Daisy said it was East Timorian Pembroke Gaga.

San

[Tramp]

Dennis, no doubt that is cement. I'm still seeing those chains dangling.

[Tramp]

Dennis, how quick you forget! Don't you remember what happened the last time you got into the Stuff [TM]. S made me promise not to let you even near it.

Way to go Pete. Or is it Peter North?

[P&R Pete]

Dennis, the only reason she was hanging on me was because I was bragging about my fire-engine red '77 Dodge Dart with the flames on the hood and the dingle-balls around the windows.

Tramp slipped me something and said "chew on this", and the rest of the night's lost to amnesia. But if that girl had a great ***, that was definitely me following her out the door.

I wonder if San left the bar with that mullet-headed midget lady wrestler that he was hitting on?
He was all mooned-eyed, calling her his "teenie weenie meanie".

[Tramp]

Dennis, ONLY with S's written permission. And no more of your damn forgeries. She takes it out on me, remember that. Funny for you, but how about the rest of us that spent the night trying to get you down from heights and get you separated from all variations of fauna.

[2railjon]

OK, I'm a little slow today. I get it now. Gomer Pyle, Gomer Pyle, USMC. Nice touch, Dennis. Did you conspire with El' Trampo on that one?
PS: The midget started out the evening as my date. How I wound up atop the angle iron caressing bag of curtain shower rings is something I can't really explain yet.

[San Diegan]

OK, Dennis. I didn't leave with the midget.

I'm a hobo, not a thief, so I'm going to return the torque wrench and easy out.

San

[P&R Pete]

Yeah San, 'fess up!
Sure, she mighta had no teeth, but.. but.. those tattoos, scars, bruises!

(All I can guess is San likes it 'rough', guys )

The only other thing I remember is Tramp. He might have been all giddy and stuff, but when he was staring into Daisy's eyes and singing "Karma Chameleon", I had to move down to the other end of the bar and slug another three shots. Didn't even matter what!

[Tramp]

Jon, you told me you could handle the Stuff [TM].

Pete, now that is an obvious hallucination. You know I can't sing. And what is Korny Kameleon?

[San Diegan]

She was outside Gomer's in a yellow rain slicker. After knocking back those Idaho Golds [TM] and getting a wiff of the Stuff [TM], I went outside to relieve myself and thought I had found a fire hydrant that was not there when I went in.

San

[2railjon]

She was outside Gomer's in a yellow rain slicker. After knocking back those Idaho Golds [TM] and getting a wiff of the Stuff [TM], I went outside to relieve myself and thought I had found a fire hydrant that was not there when I went in.

San, LMAO!! Hey, wait a minute... That was my slicker she borrowed. You sick bastaard!!!!

[San Diegan]

Imagine what went through my head when the hydrant lurched.

San