way west of town,langtry that is, somewhere 'tween dryden & palma....the end of june ...the full moon...of course nothing moves on the full moon(YOUSE GUYZ KEEP BELIEVIN' THAT), but i digress...the only cats there were us and tiny and his son......george is talkin' to tiny on the cb, when we see his lights.....so i says"HOLD IT"...i schucks my drawers and shirt and run over to the cut , climb up a bit(THIS WAS ABOUT 100LBS AGO)....and stand with my arms folded, neked...tiny's spotlight goes off RIGHT before he shines me...he talks to george for a bit...then q-beams the cut...but misses me again!, so i start climbing down the cut and run after tiny...catch up to him and circle streak him a few times...we have a good laugh....he drives off, then i turn 'round to jog back to the van...and its GONE!!!!!!.....george drove off....there i am with nothing on but a pair of timmberlands and a smile......anyway being the "SHAKER & MOVER" that i am i start jogin' down rt 90(BACK THEN I WAS 'BOUT 190/12% BODY FAT....ah to be 40 again) anyways there i go neked as a J-byrd....vehicles are slowin' down getting a real eye-fuull....one freakin car stopped and took a flash picture, luckily this was before the inter-net....it could have been my job.....'bout oh, i donno how long ,here comes george laughin' so hard he almost needs those electric paddles.....yeh, we "SAW" a few later that evening under a FULL MOON............


