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Pilgrim's Excellent Adventures | ||||||||||||
Hog Rock Rally 2010 | ||||||||||||
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June 14, 2010
Hey Dude - Thought I'd kite you an e-mail letting you know that I survived Hog Rock. An awesome rally and there will be pictures to follow in another e-mail. This attachment shows us ready to leave my place in route to Cave in Rock, Illinois. From left to right: Big Tom, Pilgrim, Long Jon and Brutus. Big Tom is from Churchill, Tennessee and Brutus is from Gate City, Virginia.
The Gods smiled upon us going there and coming home—only got sprinkled on, even though there were thunderstorms in the area, both coming and going. No breakdowns or issues while on the road—all in all, a great run. Had to deal with some really hot conditions while at the rally, temps in the mid-90's with the heat index in triple digits. Made the ice-cold beer taste really good and the shade at our campsite feel wonderful. lol. A man had to drink plenty of liquids— people were falling out everywhere. But not us, at least from the heat; went through eighty-four Miller Lites, a half-gallon of Canadian Mist, and two cases of bottled water among the four of us fighting off the "heat demons." Besides, a man can't watch T & A on an empty stomach.* lol. Anyway, more pics to follow later on.** Pilgrim * Hoo sez? What has hollowness of gut to do with fullness of eye? — ed. #1. ** So. "Later on" is when they will follow, eh? — ed. #17. |
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Later on... | ||||||||||||
The Guardians of Chrome and Dome |
Invaders from a kicked-back world working leisurely to subdue humanity |
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I say they're done enough |
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A man & his ride & his five-tent folding bordello |
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And the righteous shall know that they are truly righteous |
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The Earth men beam messages via a digital antenna extending distally from the wrenching-appendage | ||||||||||||
Do he know who scoota park front he woman tent wile he out parkin' he scoota front he bro' woman' tent? |
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If ever angels set to yearning, hawg heaven would be a bodacious
time-out from regular heaven. |
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Same camp, except here under a canopy that we haven't seen is somebody we can't see |
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