I don't know about that, Carl ... Weird ... yes. Loud? We're not the wild bunch we used to be, that's fer shur ... Those days of protecting Mike Roache from the lynch mob (actually, his generator *is* kinda loud ...) ... tense hours in the ICU waiting to see if Billy Marlow would regain consciousness after the DeathRace 2000 golf cart demolition derby... Grigg faceplanted on the State Trooper's trunk after the highway chase with this body-less Detroit Powered sandrail ... Cosmo holding an Old Fashioned in one hand while using the other to direct the responding firetrucks to the ODSS camp fire ... Bellowing "Don't cry for me Argentina" at the full moon doing a chorus line in the 30-degree night air ... Following Sweet on an off-road adventure ... Watching Bread and Hardshell dealing with muggers in Downtown Sweetwater ... NAPCOMan and Panelfan bareknuckling it over that Corvette manifold ... 2-Ton getting chased, and then trampled, by the pig he was trying to stuff into the smoker (we had to tell him he needed to kill it first ...) And who can forget Victor, Amtrack Joe and Jim Schmidt with that biker gang? And that was just one weekend ...
And holy crap, remember the time Hambone actually showed up in Winchester??? I still can't believe THAT one ...
Like Roy Batty, we've seen things other people wouldn't believe. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain...
... sigh ...
All we do now is stare at the fire, sipping our peach wine coolers and farting.
"Follow the cigar smoke. Find the fat men there." Old indian saying.
