Belly up everyone 'cause I'm buyin' this one. What's that, already got one? Too bad, have another one.

Left Wisconsin Thursday afternoon and made my way through that clusterfuck known as Chicago. Made it to Hawgeye's place in one piece, thankful to the Lord. Departed for Tennessee Friday morning. We had a good ride down, despite a little rain, getting turned around in Knoxville, and some misleading road signs on 321. We finally located the Riverstone and Jack's Place and pulled in. We were greeted by an assortment of NetScum. Handshakes, hugs, and high-fives all around. Cold ones appeared out of nowhere and it was good to be off the road for the day. After unpacking and settling into the rooms, it was time to mingle and party. Scum had converged from all parts of the land. Plenty of stories, lies, drinking, and more lies. There was much rejoicing and everything was good. The drinking and bullshitting went on until the wee hours of the morning.

Woke up Saturday morning in somewhat of a daze. What the fuck is this shit on me? I did take a shower last night. Didn't have another meaningful overnight relationship with some woman. This stuff is something different than usual. Trying to recollect my memories of the night previous, I started to recall things that happened through a haze of brown ale and ho-maid corn licker. Massive consumption of these libations had made me vulnerable! It all came back to me. Some dubious characters had fuckin' slimed me! Shit, goddamn, fuck the fuckin' fuckers! After fretting over the situation for a while, I realized there was nothing I could do to reverse what I knew to be a permanent affliction. I guess I got what I deserved. Hanging with the company I keep, I was bound to wind up with some kind of ailment sooner or later. After a couple days now, it actually feels natural and normal to be a slug. Just like those beer bait traps that people put in their gardens, I've always been known to be automatically drawn towards tasty, fermented malt beverages. The refrigerator is pulling me over there right now.

MISFIT was an absolute fuckin' blast! I would like to thank Scott Mac and Martha for being such fine hosts at such a nice place, Vickie & Sherrill T., the Hammock Killer, and everyone else who helped make the trip worthwhile. Next year again fer sure. The run on Saturday was awesome! Everyone else who was there, too many to name here, it was great to be with you all, and I can't wait to get together with each and everyone of you again. Those of you going to SFD, I'll see you at the Buck n' Gator next Wednesday (if it's not sold & the plan changes). Later.

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 Kurt B.            CtNs       SENS       BS#160

 '82 FXR          Harley-Davidson Motor Co.  Milwaukee, WI
 '84 FXST            Kurt.Bigalke@harley-davidson.com
 '97 FLHRI                          bike pix at my site
 '01 FLHTCUI           http://home.wi.rr.com/kurtjbigalke

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