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January 2009

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Where Did I Park my Car?

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I have known people that have, after a big night on the town, forgotten where they parked their car. Actually I have known people that didn't even know they had a car. I have even... er, known people that have even woken in the front seat not knowing where they were.

Of course this was back before DWI was a bad thing. Every country community had it's village idiot that we all knew would have his pick up in a ditch someplace on Sunday morning. His kin would go out with the tractor to find him after church. Mean while he was left there to sober up where he would be safe and off the road. If you ran across them on Saturday night, stuck in the ditch, you just left them there, unless there was a cow under the truck or something.

So it goes, through out time and society, we have had a beloved town drunk. And this town drunk and his antics have been a timeless source of amusement.

The problem is that with all the competition, it is harder and harder to hang on to the title of "Town Drunk".
Here is a man in Germany who has set the bar!

Imagine if you will... he wakes up in church. His family meets him there. The Lord has called him home.

Seems he missed a turn and was launched thirty feet into the air and across the street after hitting a dirt bank.

Tongues will be wagging about this for a long, long time.

50's Anyone?

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If you are old enough to remember this picture, click on it.
You will enjoy where it takes you.
If you don't recognize the picture, click on it anyway and listen to some good music.