It wasn't exactly Wyatt Earp and Ike Clanton, but to Roger it was just as
traumatic and dangerous.

Go ahead, Roger. Why don't you tell everybody the tale. And then I'll tell
what really happened.
Come on, Roger. Tell the boys about The Showdown at the Save-A-Lot Corral.

Digital wrote:

I'm still waiting for you to give your location, "Digital"

It wasn't exactly

How would you know, Lardass? Schwartz has already proven Blevins lied.
And lest we forget, You hid behind a door and shreiked "Leave me
alone" when Oris Grimm came a-calling.

Roger doesn't even shop at Save-a-lot, you ****ing imbecile. You lose,
as usual.

"Digital" wrote in message
...
Go ahead, Roger. Why don't you tell everybody the tale. And then I'll
tell
what really happened.
Come on, Roger. Tell the boys about The Showdown at the Save-A-Lot
Corral.


......if it was anything like what used to happen on late Saturday nights
at the waiting station in the old West Memphis, TN Greyhound bus
station during the good ole fun days of the 14.300/14.313/3.894.5
radio wars ("he who readeth let him gain understanding") then I'd rather
not know thank you.

To this day I still become sick when I see a kiebassa or sausage
on the grill cooking at the itenerant summer carnival food stand
and recall that 50-something YO men wearing 4 day old sweatpants
and a dirty Yaesu Hamvention ballcap having a kiebassa rubber-
banded to the insides of the pants leg.......

Urpppppp.......BLARRFFF!!!!!!