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Just Plain BoarDumb It seems as though all of us Mill Otter folks enjoy stories - almost like we are tired of those "discussions" of what someone ate for lunch, or how the bedbugs bit during the night, or how to spell their middle name. Yes, indeed. It is time to engage in a boaring story - almost as good as the one put up the other day by our buddy, @LadyDuck. Not quite as good, but close enough for Mill Otters, right? Over in nearby Willis, Texas, Sam and Martha lived in a small house built onto the side of a hilly country road. During the warmer months, the two of them liked to head for bed at an early hour - but recently the local teenagers made going to sleep rather difficult. The kids would take off down the road away from the local drive-in in their hot rod cars and race up and down Sam and Martha's hilly road hour after hour - up and down the hill like the crazy kids they were. Sam and Martha put up with this noisy nuisance for not too long a time before they asked the Sheriff to do a better job of patrolling their road so as to put a stop to the noisy and dangerous driving by those Willis kids. The next evening, just before 8:00 pm bedtime, Sam and Martha sat on their front porch. "ROARRRRRHHH" came a loud noise up the hill as one of the hot rod cars zipped on by, Then the noise stopped abruptly. Back toward the house walked the driver, a long-haired teenager. Just then, along came the Sheriff's highway patrol car - the kind of patrol car that has all sorts of red and blue lights up on top and enough radio antennae to be able to have conversations with the Russians or Mongolians. The Sheriff's patrol car slowed down as it drove by the walking teenager. Right then, the kid pointed his finger in the direction of the patrol car as it drove slowly up the hill and yelled, "PIIIIIGGGGGG." Well, the Sheriff's deputies do not enjoy teenager hot rodder kids pointing and their calling the cops, "Pigs," so the deputy rolled down his car window and hollered back, "HIIIIIPPPPPIIIIEEEE." Then he floor-boarded the patrol car and crested that hill going about 60 miles per hour - maybe even more. Right over the top of the hill, the patrol car slammed into a 400-pound boar hog. * * * * * * * * * * Image source: Pixabay dot com * * * * * * * * * *