Post by twomoons on Jul 30, 2008 20:24:28 GMT -5
Jack was a legend in our town...
Jack was an opinionated old bugger and vocal about his opinions. He also had a bad lisp and a curious way of talking. They were anchored on the Bazille landing of the Missouri river and Jack was showing off his new life jacket. "Two hunnert and fifitey ponds guys, thats what it will lift. Why a mans waring tis he cunnent drown for no way". Wes, my boss cut in,"Jack that means the jacket will hold up a 250 pound man, thats all". "BUUULLship id will, two hunnert and fify ponds or I'm a liar!", Jack is getting mad now. "He!! I'll thow you basthars!"
Before anyone could say squat Jack reached down and picked up the anchor and chain from Wes' cabin cruiser in one hand and a cement block in the other. He walked to the rail of the boat and jumped into the water.
Jack went down in the water like the devil was pulling on both feet. He left a HOLE in the water. Swoop and he was GONE!!! The whole crowd at the landing ran to the river that at the time was about 10-12 feet deep and running a 4 mph current. And everyone stared down as a slowly rising stream of bubbles. Jack wasn't coming up and he was too stubborn to let go of the weight! Finally Wes grabbed a boat hook with about a 6 foot handle and started poking in the muddy water and hand over hand he reels up Jack. Now Jack is spittin' muddy water and coughing and sputtering and Wes takes the anchor from one hand and the block from the other. He says, "Jack"... and he gets no farther Jack looks at him and with a straight face says, "He!! Wessee, I was just starting to come up when you gwabbed me".
Wes said not a word he just gave the boat hook a shake and Jack swam to the boat ramp.
Jack was a legend in our town...
Jack was an opinionated old bugger and vocal about his opinions. He also had a bad lisp and a curious way of talking. They were anchored on the Bazille landing of the Missouri river and Jack was showing off his new life jacket. "Two hunnert and fifitey ponds guys, thats what it will lift. Why a mans waring tis he cunnent drown for no way". Wes, my boss cut in,"Jack that means the jacket will hold up a 250 pound man, thats all". "BUUULLship id will, two hunnert and fify ponds or I'm a liar!", Jack is getting mad now. "He!! I'll thow you basthars!"
Before anyone could say squat Jack reached down and picked up the anchor and chain from Wes' cabin cruiser in one hand and a cement block in the other. He walked to the rail of the boat and jumped into the water.
Jack went down in the water like the devil was pulling on both feet. He left a HOLE in the water. Swoop and he was GONE!!! The whole crowd at the landing ran to the river that at the time was about 10-12 feet deep and running a 4 mph current. And everyone stared down as a slowly rising stream of bubbles. Jack wasn't coming up and he was too stubborn to let go of the weight! Finally Wes grabbed a boat hook with about a 6 foot handle and started poking in the muddy water and hand over hand he reels up Jack. Now Jack is spittin' muddy water and coughing and sputtering and Wes takes the anchor from one hand and the block from the other. He says, "Jack"... and he gets no farther Jack looks at him and with a straight face says, "He!! Wessee, I was just starting to come up when you gwabbed me".
Wes said not a word he just gave the boat hook a shake and Jack swam to the boat ramp.
Jack was a legend in our town...
