So Smokey was all ready to take over as President of cartoon town when all of a sudden a big scandal broke out in cartoon town. It seems they had tapes of Yogi and Boo Boo planning on getting bribes when they had to pick the new symbol of the forest service. Plus they wanted to get Cindy Bear a no show job on a corporate board at Hanna Barbera. The DA the Tasmanian Devil wanted to indict everyone. The question was, what did Smokey know and when did he know it?
(Rudy Wendelin, Where theres Smoke, The E True Hollywood Story of Smokey the Bear)
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You really need to get this stuff on paper and to a publisher.
You have talent.
Thanks Hoosier, I just want to be able to make my own beer. Then I would be a happy camper.
Trooper York said...
I must ask that you cease and desist in this rank calumny. It is a sacrilege to dub the President Elect by the sobriquet the “Big O.” There can be only one Big O.
That would be eleven time All Star Oscar Robertson. Oscar Robertson was the second best NBA player I ever saw play who actually averaged a triple double for an entire season, in fact for 400 consecutive games. I can recall the many years he carried the Cincinnati Royals on his back as he never played with another real star until his last championship season with the Milwaukee Bucks and Lew Alcindor. He was the prototype of the “big guard” who played the point and Magic Johnson would not have been possible without the Big O. He was universally respected and served as president of the NBA players association in the litigation that led to the league merger with the ABA and free agency.
To attempt to adorn a mere Chicago Machine politician with the august title of “The Big O” is both a sin and a shame.
Please be more careful in the future.
God love ye, Trooper York.
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