Sunday, June 15, 2008

"Named him after a man of the cloth...

...called him Amos Moses."



Somehow I inherited a 45 of Jerry Reed's Amos Moses when I was a little girl. I must have been about 7-years-old. It gave me nightmares. "...tie a rope around his neck and throw him in the swamp! Alligator bait in the Louisiana bayou! Ha ha!"

Tough childhood that Amos had.

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12 Comments:

Anonymous luther said...

Oh the good ole days when men were men ...

7:48 PM  
Blogger Mike LaRoche said...

When you're hot, you're hot!

8:58 PM  
Anonymous the earth said...

... and when you're warming, you're globally warming ...

:)

11:23 AM  
Anonymous Bob Dole said...

Lindsay Lohan can globally warm Bob Dole anytime!

7:43 PM  
Blogger Nancy said...

Well, I wonder where the Louisiana sheriff went to?

8:47 PM  
Blogger kathy said...

you can sure get lost in a Lou'siana bayou! (I'm sure he's just lost)

9:29 PM  
Anonymous the sheriff said...

If you look very close - I'm peeking out from behind the 30th tree on the right.

10:51 PM  
Anonymous tarzan said...

Me not impressed! Should have named after man of loin cloth!

7:44 PM  
Anonymous allan said...

Well, then. Let's go with tarzan's 'man of loin cloth' suggestion, and add in your friendly legislator types.

Voila...The Honorable Senator Pork Loin.

7:57 PM  
Blogger Mike LaRoche said...

Hey Nancy, your brother Tom posted a comment at Cassandra's blog today.

9:59 PM  
Blogger Nancy said...

Thanks for pointing that out, Mike. I'm sorry it had to be under such unhappy circumstances.

7:25 AM  
Anonymous carol aka cassandra said...

I used to just love Jerry Reed for his music besides the talkin' songs. He had a great album with "8 more Miles to Louisville" and "A Good Woman's Love" I sure wish I could find again.

Hmm, maybe I'll go look for it..

3:49 PM  

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