MEDICAL ADVICE

Emergency Medical Advice

Fella's;

I'm pretty sure Foo clicked it - I'm missing a full bottle.  Trouble is, he may or may not remember what it was that he saw.  Which is probably his point, and he's hoping for not I'm betting. 

I have to admit that this pisses me off a bit.  I've gotta replace the bottle, so I'm out a coupla sawbucks, and I still don't know what's there.  Now, it's not hard to drive Foo to drink, and I'm not sure I want to follow in his footsteps to begin with, so I'm in a lose-lose situation not of my own making.  I'm beginning to think some varmint owes me.

  900F

Fella's;

Implants hell, I know from past reports from literally awe-struck females that Foo just duct tapes a popsickle stick to it! 

900F

Varmint;

You started wearing shorts?

900F

Varmint;

If two Wal-Mart six-packs last you a year, you better watch out.  The Hoots will start following you back home, want you to give 'em lessons on frugality.  Will try to marry off the ninth-best-lookin' daughter to ya & getcha into the colony.  Offer you a dowry of a ton of frozen chickens too!

900F

Varmint;

This is just a rumor, but I happen to think there's something to it.  In any case the rumor is that Foo attempts to "sell" his body at the colonies and they won't have anything to do with him.

I think this arises from the persistant story that a decent looking young man in these parts can get offered the chance to enlarge a colony's gene pool via the traditional method.  Foo, however, is anything but.  I know for a fact that he's neither decent or young, and I refuse to indulge in the speculation that his gene pool is entirely human.

900F

Varmint;

You sure yer from Montana?  You don't know nothin' about the colonies! 

First off, only "The Boss" would have a boat.  And only The Boss's females probably have store-bought undies.  Second best lookin' gal may get the two Wally World six-packs a year.  All other sew their own.

900F