They had arrived from the same town in Texas each a week apart from each other and all ended up sharing a house. Tex, the leader, was just one poor sorry walking bag of woe ….
“Ah jest don’t unnerstand people up here Richie….tell em yer problems an they all laugh at ya.” …. and Tex’s problems were many.
Not used to hills and parking brakes Tex had gone to visit a girl he was seeing and while there she mentioned that she didn’t want to see him again. Crestfallen poor Tex left only to discover his pickup truck had rolled two blocks down hill before a telephone pole jumped out to suddenly stop it. She was serious about not seeing him again and so he was forced to find some other source of a phone to call a wrecker.
“Now what could be so funny about that ?” he wanted to know.
One Monday morning poor Tex arrived to work in desperate need of the blue Porta-Let and so set his tools on the back of a truck while he dashed inside. I guess poor Tex didn’t realize that when delivery trucks finish delivering…they leave. Never did see that bag of tools again.
“Now what could be so funny about that ?” he wanted to know
Well the pickup truck came back from the body shop looking good as new and Tex took great delight in driving it. I guess that’s why he drove it across the street to the sandwich shop directly across from the house. In the distance of only four car lengths …he got T-boned . After the wrecker came and left Tex , obviously still hungry, walked the rest of the way to the sandwich shop. That’s when he noticed his wallet was still hidden under the floor mat of the pickup. Still lacking any concept of humor poor Tex asked yet again….
“Now what could be so funny about that ?”
Kotex cut out owing two months back rent and Mex left behind a $600.00 phone bill to a “hot tamale” south of the border . Now …what could be so funny about that?……
It wasn’t happening to us….
And that’s what was so funny about that……
