Couple More Bunkhouse Boys

Here's a couple more very talented friends of mine, both excellent musicians and fellow members in good standing of the F.O.L.B. Dat be ol' NoBob Rob on the left ~ grand poubah of the Fraternal Order of Lost Bobbers and proprietor of the Perrydize Lodge & Wildlife Conservatory ... and dat be ol' Bill W. on the right ~ a plankslapper extraordinaire from down Franklin County way. Bill and his mo'better half, the lovely Mz Kathy, host the annual New Year's Day Bluegrass Jam & Chili Festival <---(click) always one the highlights on mah social calendar!

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Jimmy Martin ~ Freeborn Man

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Mais ... dat Department Of Water Resources representative from Lawrence stops at the Perrydize Lodge & Wildlife Conservatory and talks wit ol' NoBob. He tells NoBob: "I'm gonna need to inspect your farm for your water allocation, yeh."

Ol' NoBob, bein' the cooperative sorta fella he is, says: "Well aw'rite ... but don't go in that field over there, ya'heah?"

Dat gubmint water representative says: "Mister, I have the authority of the Federal U.S. Government with me. See this here card? This card means I am allowed to go WHEREVER I WISH on anybody's land, no questions asked or answered. Have I done made myself clear ... do you understand me boy, huhhhh?"

NoBob, he just shake his haid & nods politely and goes on about doin' his chores.

Purty soon NoBob hears loud screams and sees dat gubmint fella runnin' fer his life across dat field, lickety split, and close behind him was Nobob's bull ... and dat big ol' onery bull is gainin' ground wit every step. Whooooboy, it was plain to see dat gubmint fella was plum terrified ... so NoBob, him, he calmly lays down his tools, ambles over to the fence and yells at the top of his lungs:

"YOUR CARD ... SHOW HIM YOUR CARD!!!!"