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Hello my friends at High School Baseball Web!

Bullwinkle, an educated and debonair beast has a hard time communicating with the locals, I try to discuss politics or the dollar vs the euro, but the locals just scratch their armpits and say to each other, "I cuddint unnerstan a wurd he sed...mus' be from some farn country."

Now, don’t get me wrong, some of the locals (read women) are polite…..just last week I went to a greasy spoon for a quick bite. "Heidi Hon, let me jist rinch out this here cup and parr ya some coffee."

But this time of year Bullwinkle always takes his leave, when the locals start picking the banjo, greasing up their pigs and begin watching Deliverance over and over again.

If you need the Bullwinkle, I have decided to holiday at the Negresco Hotel, in Nice. Bullwinkle loves the enchantments of France, including art, food, and gorgeous architecture. Nice features pebbly beaches, and the sun kissed weather of the Mediterranean. As an added bonus, French femme do not shave…Bullwinkle is very heureux!

It’s..... you can still try to hunt for Winkle….but be careful….
(shifting to local speak)

"Boy, stay away from that bob war fence."
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