My cousin Dave was a big 200 plus pound boy who always wore a
handle-bar mustache and rode a Harley bike. He had a bad habit of showing up at
Dad’s house all hours of the night with his loud bike, waking everyone up. So,
Dad decided that the next time he came with his loudness, he would cure him.
Sure enough, just one week later, about one o’clock in the morning and all the
lights were all off, Dave came roaring up, parked the bike, and walked up to the
door. Just as he put his hand up to knock, Dad called out, “Anita get the
gun!” Boy, this put the shock on Dave! He began to shout out, “Don’t
Shoot!, Uncle Shelby, Don’t Shoot!, It’s me Dave!”. From that day forward,
Dave was very careful in his approach to Dad’s house.
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Glenn E. Newman 2001
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