The Groesbeck Chronicles
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
So, my Dad and I had to pull my trailer to a repair shop this morning (....extreeeeeeemely early this morning) to get the air conditioner checked out. All went well, until we were about to leave....and for some odd reason, my Dad asked one of the guys about these contraptions displayed out by the road.
"Are those hog traps?", my Dad asked.
"Yeah, let me show 'em to ya", the RV guy replied.
Then we proceeded to spend 10 minuted watching this dude demonstrate how these suckers worked....me being very afraid that he's about to snap his hand off in the spring loaded trap door showing how you can adjust the the sensitivity....listening to him tell a story of a 620 pound hog he caught in one of these traps and how it took his son, his dad, himself and a 4-wheeler to get it out....and how he makes his own homemade special secret bait to put in his traps with raspberry kool-aid, corn, yeast, beer and lets it sit to ferment.
Now...I don't know why my Dad asked about the hog traps....but I'm glad he did.
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The Groesbeck Chronicles
Friday, August 17, 2007
First of all....Todd, I don't think anything is ever too far for Family Guy. Plus, I know you laughed....you laughed like a little kid on his birthday....I know. And even if it was a little too far.....it was funny, and we all know it.
Now, down to business. Another entry from stories while in Groesbeck...and it has now been dubbed, "The Groesbeck Chronicles".
Last night...and into the morning...people were outside making a lot of noise, carrying on, and generally disturbing the peace at the mobile home across from us that I think I've mentioned before. I'm talking about from like 10 p.m. or so til after 1 a.m. I decide to take a peek outside to see what all is goin on. And what my eyes beheld made me wish I had a video camera with night vision here with me.
A boxing match had started in the yard of this place. No, not a fight, because that's what I thought at first too. But then I saw that the guys actually had boxing gloves on. Redneck boxing matches in the trailer park. How they can afford to buy boxing gloves after spending their money on drugs and beer, I don't know.....come to think of it, I don't know how they afford to buy anything, cause I know I haven't seen them going to work anywhere.
So, imagine with me....about 4-6 guys, usually shirtless with shorts or jeans, taking turns putting on the boxing gloves and goin at each other. Don't worry, there was plenty of alcohol involved...I know I saw two coolers full of something (I assume the cheapest beer available) in the yard and on the porch. I don't know if anyone actually won....I like to think that they were all equally losers. I did see a bloody nose or two from the porch light shining out on them. But I'm pretty sure they weren't feeling any pain. No, I did not get any pictures...because it was dark and didn't think it would be appropriate to walk on over and ask if I could snap a few pics using the flash. I had no desire to become any more involved in the fun.
You can't make this stuff up people...you just can't.
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