February 15th was a holiday, honoring two crooks that some adore because they was once President’s of the Yankey States of America. How come that Jefferson Davis the President of the southern Confederate State’s of America is not also honored? After all them damn Yankey’s, have been lying to the American public ever since. The past week, saw the loss of life of SAMCRO President Clay Marrow in California. All the Knytes –of- Anarchy have been carrying black flags on our rigs all week, to honor our beloved President. Another President that should be honored as we in the Knytes honor him.
The past week also saw the drop out of 98% of the new hires for HCR/DIXIE DIESEL(AyreWolf)Radio. Another example that there are those that can work with the Knytes and SAMCRO and others who need green more than seeing something all the way through. Thing is, if the Knytes had been that way in the beginning there would have not been a Hazzard Garage of Hagerman(aka Hazzard) Idaho, nor the Hazzard Knytes, nor anything that has grown out of that original formation. In fact in our early days we ran without formation funds for nearly a year, as a club, and as a shop nearly 60 days. However we had Hazzard County tenacity and dedication. We saw the bigger picture. In 90 days after by August of 1982 the Hazzard County Garage in that 90 day period ran just over $200,000.00 through those shop doors. The Hazzard Knytes picked up 12 national supporters and sponsors. Why? Because we all threw in what cash we had, stuck to it and built a mini Hazzard County style empire. That empire exists still to today, and looks to grow by August of this year. Except for the one our Nurse GoodBody, and a local merchant here in Bliss that remain, the rest cut their noses off to spite their faces. The mid week rattled down with me killing a damn cat by accident who had crawled up under the hood of LiL Lexi, and succumbed or spent all the 9 lives of that cats life the next morning. With a spent serp belt and the quick response by a fellow Knyte out of Gooding, LiL Lexi was once again up to normal operation. However I still sustained a scratch on the oil pan, that requires me to check oil more often, until I can transplant a small block V8 under LiL Lexi’s hood.
By Friday A Knyte aided me in snuff money and by Saturday the week ended with a birthday bash for a Knyte’s Granddaughter, held at the Bliss Fire House, and a packed house. With Ron’s daughter marrying a Mexi, now the Knytes need to be kinder to the taco eaters , but I will say after the Mexi honeys I saw last night at the b-day party , I am thinking of shall we say linking and dinking a few Mexi babes myself. After 3 Margareta's and 12 beers I awoke to a call from Nurse GoodBody saying she would not be over to take me to church Sunday. Hell I couldn’t have went if I wanted too, as visions of American Standard on white and my head ready to explode, I welcomed that phone call. Don’t get me wrong if she had came over I would have went, but my body was spent.
Slept most of Sunday.
It’s 23:23 hours as this is wrote, so see ya’ll next week.
L8R
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