A Walk With The Devil

via Creative Endeavors, The Home of BoxcarOkie.com.  

If I hear the phrase “Black Friday” one more time.  I am gonna go into the bathroom, fill the tub full of scalding hot water, lite candles and place them all around the edge, put on 101.3FM 24 hours of love songs … and cut my wrists!

All the news here lately is of a negative nature (Big Surprise no?) here is something a little different for you this day.  A hooded robber burst into a Texas bank and forced the tellers to load a sack full of cash.

On his way out the door, a brave Texas customer grabbed the hood and pulled it off revealing the robbers face.

The robber shot the customer without a moment’s hesitation. He then looked around the bank and noticed one of the tellers looking straight at him.

The robber instantly shot him also.

Everyone in the bank, by now very scared, looked intently down at the floor in silence.

The robber yelled, “Well did anyone else see my face?”

There are a few moments of utter silence in which everyone was plainly too afraid to speak. Then one old cowboy named Bill from Oklahoma slowly raised hand and said, “I think my wife got a pretty good look at ya.”

Winners and Losers, Black Friday, we leave you this day with this.  

Everywhere, all over America there are loads of people who buy more than they need because it’s cheap. It never fails to amaze me the lengths that someone will go to just to get some free stuff or a greatly marked down item.  Vegetate in line for three days, sitting on a cold, hard, urine soaked sidewalk in New York just to save ten bucks on a Microwave. 

Make friends with these people and they will feel sorry for you if you convince them you are frugal and they will offer you things.  A couple of Jerry Cans of diesel from time to time, box of ammo, just about anything would help out. 

Yesterday someone gave me a giant box of sweet potatoes.  

Guess what I am gonna be eating today?


4 thoughts on “A Walk With The Devil

  1. I’m hating the new name, “Brown Thursday.”


    • I have a hunch how that all came about, but I will keep my pie-hole shut. The entire thing has gone haywire and I have no idea as to where it will lead us. In the words of Rodney King …. “Can’t we all just get along?”


  2. Enjoy those sweet taters, my friend… I’m making sweet potato hash and eggs for brunch this morning!


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