Hobo Jungle

[2railjon]

Ridin' the rails with Tin Plate San!!!!!!!

[San Diegan]

OK, Jon. Where do I find those bib overhalls? Got to have them. A definite fashion statement.

San

[2railjon]

San, I was tryin' to figure out how you kept your hair so neat with yer head stuck out of the cab? 90 weight oil ?

[San Diegan]

I am suprised you didn't guess, Jon.

*sex wax*

San

[P&R Pete]

I have so little hair, I could use ear wax.

[2railjon]

LOL!
Hey, I'm bailing outta here an hour early today to open up the Club Car. Who's in?

[jlong]

Count me in, Jon. I need my hydraulic system flushed out.

[2railjon]

John, I'll save you a seat at the bar!!!

San, Sorry. Tramp was a bit concerned with you're safety concerning flying cinders. You know how OSHA is!

[P&R Pete]

I'm in!
It's Friday, and 1 hour to quitting-time!

[Tramp]

Jesus, am I ever in! Save me a seat. My buddy is gonna roast fresh sardines over hot coals tonight. Ever tried them? You can't fry 'em, but charcoaled they are really good. You grill the whole fish, all 8-10 inches. I'll bring a few to the club car if Bill allows carry-on food.

Jon, I feel better about San's eyes now. Wouldn't want him to lose that hobo sparkle.


Hey! What's up with the crazy time clock on this site? Mine reads 10:40, when it's 2:40.

[2railjon]

Tramp, Bill said as long as I'm barkey tonight, we hafta go by Mississippi time!!

Pete, I imagine after dragging that big heavy hose around for 8 hours, you're ready for a brew!!!

[Tramp]

Is Mississippi somewhere in the middle of the Pacific?

[2railjon]

Tramp, I can hear the surf lapping at my back door now.
Hey, this sardine thing. You're buddy must have some kinda small special sardine grill. Cause if I opened a tin of 'em I'm afraid they'd just fall through the grill of my Weber.

[Jackie Blue]

I'm in too, but count me out on the sardines Tramp. I hope your friend remembers to gut the fish and remove the fins. Couldn't imagine why you'd have to eat that traif. Reminds me of a recipe for pigeon stew from an early American cookbook. They'd throw the entire bird in, sans feathers only. The guts and blood they thought flavored the stew "just right." Ugh....

[Tramp]

These sardines are bigger than Pete's hose. MUCH! Actually they taste better than trout, and as I stated above run 8-10 inches. One of the best things I've ever eaten.


"Jesus, did my sardines kill the party? The place is empty. I got beer! Look--beer! Forget the sardines."