The Bull Goes On...

Posted Wednesday, October 7, 2009, at 11:44 AM
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  • Too bad our politicians have forgotten that technique of communication. Perhaps we would be better off if they went back to shooting the bull, in the barber-shop. Just a thought.

    Arley (^;}

    -- Posted by Navyblue on Thu, Oct 8, 2009, at 7:12 PM
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    So true Arley! Remember this story?

    -- Posted by Brian Hoag on Fri, Oct 9, 2009, at 9:05 AM
  • Hey Slicker,

    Check the side of your country barber's cabinet.

    See if he has an "ear stringer" hanging there.

    My barber at home, back in the 30s and 40s, would carved apples and dry them into the shape of ears -- all sizes -- and sort of touch up the "severed" portion with red ink.

    When a youngster would get in the chair and start wiggling, Ol' John would get real solemn and plead with the child to "Please hold real still, I don't want to add any more to my ear stringer."

    And he would bring that "ear stringer" up for inspection.

    Without fail, that kid would freeze into a block of marble until told it was safe to move.

    That barber was a real vicious guy. Was scout master for decades and managed to create a 600 acre scout camp, owned in trust by his troop.

    National Boy Scouts charged in and tried to claim property rights to that camp, only to learn it was permanently locked into the trust, controlled by a local committee -- and was forever out of their grasp.

    They blustered and threatened, the retired barber offered to memoralize them with his personal barbershop "Badge of Honor."

    When everyone in the court room, including the local judge broke into laughter, those big city fellers stormed out.

    They never did understand the joke.

    Probably wouldn't have appreciated his "Ear Stringer" anyway.

    -- Posted by HerndonHank on Thu, Nov 12, 2009, at 5:05 PM
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