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12-22-2006, 05:39 AM
True Story or Fiction ?
His real name was Eugene but for some reason his brother Siler called him Nugenes.
I think it was because Siler had a bit of a lisp and "Nugenes" is all that came out . Most of us kids just sort of followed along ,callin him Nugenes.
#Now these boys were born in the sticks ,hicks is a word that comes to mind http://www.qrz.com/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif.
I called em Stickhicks.
Sticky fingers back in them there parts of the woods just came natural to em
.If you had something they wanted and you weren't around they took it !
Their motto " I had to have it so I took it ".
The slickest hickstick was Siler .
Siler was as mean as he was slick.
Back in those days minibikes were very popular ,Siler managed to "borrow " one from a kid up the street.
I don't think the kid even tried to get it back .
Siler was getting slicker as the days grew long,or so he thought.
Siler and Nugenes took out on a #venturesome undertaking late one evening in search of fresh collards .
They knew where they were , just had to be slick about it.
Riding that mini bike to the collard patch was not really too keen an idea ,that muffler was worn out and #replaced with conduit pipe.
Nugene jumps in the collard patch #and starts to toss them collards to Siler on the minibike.
Now to a farmer that minibike sounded awful loud ,sorta like a harley would today.
He loaded his shotgun with buckshot and went to investigate that there noise.
Sure enough he spots Siler on the minibike ,arms loaded with his collards.
Nugene is a hick ,but he ain't no fool . He sees the farmer a coming with the shotgun and high tails it outta there .
Siler on the other hand is sitting there, loaded down with collards on a loud piped minibike.
Dang fool almost missed seeing the farmer until he was around a hundred feet or so from him.
Looking over his shoulder ,he guns that minibike , leaving the farmer in a trail of dust behind him.
Siler was so "Stickhick" he still thought he was slick.
Holding them there collards with his left hand ,he takes his right hand off the handles of that minibike and raises his middle finger as a jester back to the farmer.
Thats when it happen,country roads have potholes.
Siler found that out when the farmer stuck that shotgun in his face .
Nugenes ! Nugenes ! are the only words that were heard from Silers mouth.
The farmer smiled with a smerk on his face and says ,
You're dad gum skippy boy!
Time I get through with this buckshot,
Your gonna need a new pair of jeans. # http://www.qrz.com/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/biggrin.gif
# True Story or Fiction ?
His real name was Eugene but for some reason his brother Siler called him Nugenes.
I think it was because Siler had a bit of a lisp and "Nugenes" is all that came out . Most of us kids just sort of followed along ,callin him Nugenes.
#Now these boys were born in the sticks ,hicks is a word that comes to mind http://www.qrz.com/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/smile.gif.
I called em Stickhicks.
Sticky fingers back in them there parts of the woods just came natural to em
.If you had something they wanted and you weren't around they took it !
Their motto " I had to have it so I took it ".
The slickest hickstick was Siler .
Siler was as mean as he was slick.
Back in those days minibikes were very popular ,Siler managed to "borrow " one from a kid up the street.
I don't think the kid even tried to get it back .
Siler was getting slicker as the days grew long,or so he thought.
Siler and Nugenes took out on a #venturesome undertaking late one evening in search of fresh collards .
They knew where they were , just had to be slick about it.
Riding that mini bike to the collard patch was not really too keen an idea ,that muffler was worn out and #replaced with conduit pipe.
Nugene jumps in the collard patch #and starts to toss them collards to Siler on the minibike.
Now to a farmer that minibike sounded awful loud ,sorta like a harley would today.
He loaded his shotgun with buckshot and went to investigate that there noise.
Sure enough he spots Siler on the minibike ,arms loaded with his collards.
Nugene is a hick ,but he ain't no fool . He sees the farmer a coming with the shotgun and high tails it outta there .
Siler on the other hand is sitting there, loaded down with collards on a loud piped minibike.
Dang fool almost missed seeing the farmer until he was around a hundred feet or so from him.
Looking over his shoulder ,he guns that minibike , leaving the farmer in a trail of dust behind him.
Siler was so "Stickhick" he still thought he was slick.
Holding them there collards with his left hand ,he takes his right hand off the handles of that minibike and raises his middle finger as a jester back to the farmer.
Thats when it happen,country roads have potholes.
Siler found that out when the farmer stuck that shotgun in his face .
Nugenes ! Nugenes ! are the only words that were heard from Silers mouth.
The farmer smiled with a smerk on his face and says ,
You're dad gum skippy boy!
Time I get through with this buckshot,
Your gonna need a new pair of jeans. # http://www.qrz.com/iB_html/non-cgi/emoticons/biggrin.gif
# True Story or Fiction ?