Ran into a little trouble last week. Thursday night me and Joe Jack were walkin' (okay, stumblin') home from poker night at Jimbo and Dale's house. We were almost to my house when nature started callin' so I decided to water the neighbor's petunias. Wouldn't ya know a dang cop drove by and busted me fer public intoxication!!!
Now, as the cop was makin' me try to walk a straight line, Joe Jack took off and left me! Look at him! He's a sneaky son of a gun I tell ya what.
Anyhoo, that cop was a good ol' boy so he said he wouldn't take me to the pokey, but I had to do community service. (Plus, he knew I was in enough trouble when mom woke up at two a.m. to find me and him at the front door!)
So me and mom went to this street festival with Apollo and his mom Jami to represent KPR.
Molly came too, just sos she could lecture me about drinkin' and walkin'.....
My pal Apollo decided to give me a stern talkin' to, too. Geez, I had 'em both yammerin' in my ear!
Then if that weren't bad enough, I had to pose fer pitchers.....with CLOWNS! GAHHHH!!! (From mom: notice how Hank is ignoring them!)
Speakin' o' clowns, this numb nut had the nerve to say that pugs are ugly! But whut do I expect from somebody who'd wear a shirt like this.....
I ended up charmin' that fella but still didn't like him. Gitcher mitts off me, buddy!
Apollo sure was eatin' up all the attention.
Ahhhh.....a NASCAR fan! Finally! Someone I can relate to!
We had some purty cute kids come by.
So as you can see, it was an exhaustin' day, and sweet Betty, I have learned my lesson! I'll just have to bite the bullet and start wearin' Depends on poker night.
Yep. Mmmhmm.
