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You seem genuine. ok, yeah. if any of my posts interest you, then e-mail me at [email protected]

hey Roy! love the way you killed that fuck-off big shark with your very last bullet! your a "mans man" know what i,m saying? that dreyfuss though? fucking pussy he is :lol:

Yeah but Murphy was the ultimate OPTIMIST!!!!

Yeah, I get that Roy Scheider thing a lot (notice the lack of an "n")... Good flick tho'.

Been getting a few good responses. I do sincerely appreciate it! The letters come in waves over the years; we get a bunch, then nothing, then a bunch more, then it dries up again... And lately it was dry longer than usual, so I thought I'd ask y'all.

Keep 'em comin' if ya got 'em! And thanks again.

Still Trawlin'...
 

Just keeping this thread alive... Thanks again to those who've emailed stories!

I got a story for you, Robroy.

You have to change the name of the vendor named herein, or risk some kind of civil suit.

I was headed south on I-55 with a load of dry dog food (25 lb bags on pallets). Got past the Missouri scales south of St. Loo, our of the hills, and the wind hit. Drivers complaining like GIs.

Finally get a chance to get a word in edge-wise, so I say" Drivers, have you seen any trucks rolled over yet, today?"

Answer comes back "No, I haven't".
So, I say "well, is just neusance wind. When the truck start rolling, it's bad, But, then, with the weight in my wagon, I'm not having any trouble".

This voice I haven't heard yet comes back and says "how much weight are you carrying?" Kinda nosy, but not excessively so.

I say "46,500 lbs."

He says, "where you going?" Still a bit nosy, but still not excessively so.

I say "Irving, Texas"

Then he says "What you hauling?" That's way too nosy. I smell a rat. Load theft and hijack are big business, you know?

So I say "That's what has me worried, driver". He says "how so".

I say, "I got 46,500 lbs of canned dog food (a small lie: it's dry dog food) to deliver at 6:30 am in Irving. Then a 9:00 am appointment to drive around to the shipping docks and pick up 46,500 lbs of Chilli Man Chilli for my back haul to Chicago."

He says "What!?!"

I say "think about it, driver. Open a can of dog food, put in in a simmer pot, add some beans and chili powder and simmer for a while. What's it gonna look like?"

About that time, I hear another voice down the line say "aw, man. that's sick. I'll never eat Chili Man Clili again."

Usually, I'd take US 61 to Little Rock. That time I stuck with I-55 to West Memphis, then I-40 to Little Rock. Never heard another word out of Mr. Nosey.

Mr. Nosey was probably a DOT Cop.

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Thanks, Flatspot!
 

Um... Should we call you "Flatspot?"

I'm sitting in my studio ready to draw up the next cartoon, and your story is too good to pass up! It will appear in early November, look for it in Over the Road!