TruckSuds: a truckin’ soap opera Hey, everbody. Short of time today, but wanted to share somethin’ that happened last Monday. You know my wife, Nadine, is a mite feisty at times. If she suddenly got reincarnatated, she’d be the chihuahua challenging a St. Bernard. That’s jus’ her nature. Remember when…
TruckSuds – a truckin’ soap opera It got a little lively around here last week. Clarissa had gotten herself kinda settled in lookin’ after my sister, Flora, and her lil’ cat that had a broken wrist too. She refused to let my sis pay her for the help, though, ’cause…
TruckSuds: a truckin’ soap opera Miles here. Last time, we left a bunch of truckers listenin’ to T-Dawg’s description of yet another of B.A.’s adventures in trucking. Trooper Snakes had just offered B.A. a deal on how much over the speed limit he’d been drivin’, an’ in spite of the…
TruckSuds: a truckin’ soap opera Hey, everbody, let’s kinda catch up with what’s been goin’ on at Mamie’s. You’ll recall Clarissa fainted onto the floor in a heap when she saw Trooper Snakes waitin’ to talk to her. B.A. set down his coffee mug an’ said, “Well, now, that’s the…
TruckSuds: a truckin’ soap opera Hey, everbody – I’m sorry that I’m runnin’ a mite behind, but there’s really been a lot goin’ on around here. You remember last week, a mean-to-the-bone trucker had slapped his girlfriend an’ then run off an’ left her here at Mamie’s. The grungy driver…