Monday, August 11, 2008


Hi, I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin'
Old Lonzo came in the other day, he'd been away at a bass fishin' tournament. He said he liked to take the scenic roads through the small towns when he travels. He says you miss too much on the interstate and I think he has a point. I asked him if he had seen anything interestin' this trip.
"Well," he said, "I pulled up to a little gas station out in the country and was fillin' up the tanks on my truck and on the boat and I noticed a house across the road. The driveway was full of cars and they were all parked up and down the road on both sides and men were walking around to the back of the house toward the barn. Bein' the curious sort and not the least bit bashful as you know, I asked the man at the station what all the traffic was about."
"He said that the man across the road had a big old black angus bull that was mean as the dickens and it had busted through the fence and attacked the man's mother-in-law and killed her."
"I just nodded and said, "They must be havin' a memorial service over there."
"He shook his head and said, 'Naw, they havin' an auction. Every man in the county is tryin' to buy that bull."
I didn't ask Lonzo if he bid on the bull. I think some things are just better left alone.
I'm Bo Lumpkin and I've been thinkin'
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