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Once Upon a Time,
There were two nice, innocent, thrifty, reverent and clean boys, out for a ride in the truck. These boys, big, blonde men, as I recall, who were looking for something to do. One of the Boys (the Little One) talked the other (the Big One) into trying to steal a street sign, since they thought they could use one for a sheild. Please never, ever steal street signs. So they drove to a Corp of Engineers lake, in Northern Mississippi, to look for a good railroad-crossing sign. The Boys had decided to go there, because they could not think of anyplace in the City that would have a railroad-crossing in the woods, and they felt safer in the woods. So these two boys drove their pickup onto the Corp land at about three in the morning, after drinking a little bit to get their courage up. No shit, there they were, on the side of the road, one with a pair of bolt cutters, and the other with a crescent wrench, when the ranger's spotlight lights them up. The Big Blonde one told the little blonde one to be quiet, this was serious. The Big Blonde one condered himself the smarter of the two. The dark haired trooper looked at the two and said "What are you boys doing this evenin'?" He saw, of course, the bolt cutters, and the crescent wrench. The Big Blonde One smiled the smile that had gotten him out of so much trouble in the past and said "We're Huntin'" He looked the trooper straight in the eye when he said it too. It was huntin' season, you see, so he figured he had a chance. The Little One was terrified, as he knew nothing about hunting, and he figured that the Big One didn't either. "Huntin, huh?" the trooper asked. The Big Blonde Guy never chances a story. "Yep" he said. "Awful late for huntin'," the trooper said. "Not late." The Big Blonde One explained, "Early." He was beginning to think that they might just get out of this. The trooper wasn't finished yet, though. "Well, that sure is good. I thought you boys might be out here to steal street signs, There's over a two hundred dollar fine for stealing street signs." "Nope", the big blonde one explained, "we're out here huntin, or we're gonna be real soon, Not stealing street signs." Even the little guy though they'd get out of it now. "Well, boys, that sure is good, Now, if you'll just let me see your huntin' licences, I'll get out of here. You do have huntin' licenses, don't you? Eight hundred dollar fine for huntin' without a license..." Guess who didn't have licenses?
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