Like learning to use the telephone, I just follow along with what others are sayin'. At my age it's far too difficult to make sound decisions when my marathons of Matlock are playing the background.MovingPictures07 wrote:So,
Mac's Mom, HamburgerBoy, Saberfish, this is your first game on The Syndicate. What thoughts do you have? Any suspects?
I never did quite learn how to use that old hunk of ringing junk the folks call a phone. In my day, ma yelled when it was dinner time and for nothin' else. You were on your own until the biscuits hit the table. And if you got there too late after playin' in the gully with the old rascal Henson boys, pa would give you a whoopin' like you wouldn't believe. That taught you to not put ma's cooking to waste.
Later, you cooled your sore behind in the gully while the snapping turtles tried to get a hunk of it for themselves.
Those slow bastards once got my buddy Clark so good, he ain't sit straight for 2 whole months! No foolin!