GOBGB: The Most Special Day of the Year!

Everybody’s got to get their licks in, don’t they?” Bubba inquired of his good friend.

The pair were perched on the edge of the bench seat in the front of ol’ Betsy, watching the low ditch line ahead.

“I’m not quite sure I know what you’re talkin’ ‘bout,” LeRoy replied questioning the direction his friend was taking the conversation.

GOBGB : The Milkman Cometh …

Don’t you read the darn newspaper?” LeRoy asked his good friend Bubba.

“Well I try not to when I can help it,” Bubba replied, adding “it just gets me so darn tore up, all the crap going on over in Elizabeth City, and then some politician is whining about this, and some bureaucrat is cryin about that.”

Sneak Peek : This Week’s Good Old Boys …

The Milkman Cometh …
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GOBGB : An OLF this way shall come?

“Alrighty, I have a one question for ya!” exclaimed the Old Fart. Bubba and LeRoy had wandered into the Currituck Shell, only to be cornered by one of themembers of the illustrious Currituck Speaker’s Bureau.

“Where do YOU stand on the OLF?” he pressed Bubba for an answer.

GOBGB : It Ain’t EZ Bein’ tha King!

Well, here we are at the end of another year,” Bubba reminisced with his good friend, LeRoy.

“I tell ya, time surely flies when you’re having fun!” LeRoy added.

“Yeah, seems like just yesterday, we were back at the beginin’ of the year, lookin’ out over the New Year, while workin’ on some black eyed peas and collard greens,” Bubba noted, with a twinge of hunger.

GOBGB : A Currituck Christmas

‘Twas the night before Christmas,
when all through LeRoy’s house

Not a creature was stirring,
not even LaVerne, his spouse;

Their stockings were hung
by the old wood stove with care,

In hopes that St. Nicholas
soon would be there;

GOBGB : Happy Trails Buckaroo

“I swear, that last meeting of the Commish almost brought a tear to my eye,” Bubba professed to his good friend.

“Oh how is that?” LeRoy queried Bubba.

“Well it was just such a touching moment, when E.Z. Rider presented Ernie with that plaque and read the letter from Marc B.”, Bubba explained.

“Ahhh,” LeRoy expressed.

I swear, it just ain’t gonna be the same without the Ol’ Carova Cowboy up there,” Bubba lamented.

GOBGB : Semantics

You know, I’m gettin tired of all these E cono mists up there in the Capital, trying to tell us that they are just figurin out we’re in a recession,” Bubba grumbled to his good friend.
Leroy chuckled, “sure enough, doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure that …

The Good Ol’ Boys

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GOBGB : LeRoy - The Alternative Candidate

“Did you ever decide which commissioner’s seat you were gonna file for?” asked Bubba.

“I never really gave it a thought beyond our first conversation”, LeRoy answered.

LeRoy continued, “the way I understand it, if you file for one of the township seats, you have to live in that township. You can live anywhere in the county and file for what they call the ‘At Large’ seat.”

GOBGB : Old Christmas

Pray tell, what are you doing?” LeRoy asked Bubba.
Bubba continued on his mission, wrapping the small box in brightly covered foil paper.
“Why I’m gettin’ ready to celebrate Old Christmas,” Bubba replied rather matter-of-factly.
LeRoy scratched his head in wonderment, “I don’t think I’ve ever heard of that one.”
“Well that’s probably ’cause you’ve never had occasion to [...]

GOBGB : How much wood could a Woodchuck chuck? (#26)

The late summer sun warmed his skin. He squinted in the brightness of the noonday sun, standing motionless, sniffing at the air, watching the traffic stream by the end of the long field.

His attention was diverted to the approaching sound - growing louder and most definitely closer. Across the end of the field, the red combine moved along thrashing and whirling.

GOBGB : Bubba and the Ten Foot Pole (#25)

Bubba slogged through the knee-deep water carrying several slender saplings over one shoulder and his trusty axe in his free hand.

As he neared the edge of the swamp, he noticed his good friend LeRoy waiting in the yard for him.

As Bubba approached, LeRoy saluted his friend and asked, “What have you been up to?”

GOBGB : $20 doesn’t get you very far… (#24)

The old blue Chevy rounded the corner and glided down Waterlily Road.

LeRoy was perched behind the wheel, guiding the lifeless vehicle. At first glance, Bubba was no where to be seen, but on closer inspection he was leaned down behind the truck pushing for all he was worth.

“That’s it!” exclaimed LeRoy, “put your back in it!” He did so enjoy ribbing his good friend.

GOBGB : Trouble with a Capital ‘T’ (#23)

Hand me that open ended wrench will ya?” asked Bubba, while leaning under the hood of the old Jeep Wrangler.

LeRoy scanned the veritable smorgasbord of tools present on the expansive workbench.

Bubba, sensing his partner’s apparent bewilderment, prompted LeRoy; “it should be on the far end, just right of the monkey wrench.”

GOBGB : Two Sportsmen discuss the price of gas (#1)

an you believe the price of gas?” LeRoy asked his good friend Bubba. Pondering the question, Bubba continued fetching the decoys from the icy cold waters.
“Someone has to be making a killing with these high prices,” continued LeRoy, while steadying the small marsh boat.
“Yeah,” expounded Bubba, “Dick Cheney, ole GW and their Texas oil buddies, [...]