So there twuzz, after a great lunch at Suds found I needed a can of worm dirt, so trucked to Pilot, go in, was disappointed at first, but Sidney heard me barking and out she came, arms wide open, put her arms around me, and we just talked. There's something there and something I can't nor want to ignore,. Not saying getting hitched or anything, or want to, but if Sidney was up for the gig, I'd give that serious attention. It was different. Smelly Shelly, was a taker and user, Sidney, isn't, Sidney gives what there is no price on, honest friendship. And a good friend makes the right kind of gal-pal, to honey, to a mate, that evolves to wife. As for Smelly Shelly, naw, and no matter what I heard from her as to her bad mouthing me and or the Knytes, everyone here just considers Smelly Shelly with a hole in her screen door, and running on a stripped timing chain. I'm feeling rather content right now. My belly is full, things are getting together and come mid summer this old high octane canine is outta of Etown, back home near dear sweet Hazzard. Now then; with Sidney I will not say that the feelings I feel is love in the traditional sense, nor do I feel the need to breed, its just that when she is near, and more importantly when she takes me in her arms, it's like stepping off the escalator onto a cloud in Heaven, yes it just makes my heart skip a pleasant beat, and my brain drain. Whatever concerns I had walking in, evaporates and I'm just filled with an inner peace, that can't be described.
Haven't heard from that Ashley that was so damn sure that she was good for the gig of being a visual talent for us. But I can say this; of all the many two, 4,6,and 18 wheeled specialty ride hobby organizations. The Knytes-of-Dixie aka the Hazzard County Knytes, is one organization that has our stuff together and continues to not only survive, but thrive and expand into so many outreaches that the growth in both income as well as membership, exceeds anything I have seen of any organization, except maybe the Shriners. Past them, I can't see any organization of any kind vehicle, philanthropy , or any other, do, and kicks more butt than the Knytes. What started out as 15 southern fried gearheads in and near Hagerman Idaho in 1978, one year prior to the Dukes, and joining the Dukes crew and fellowship in 1981 and evolving into all things real Hazzard in 1982, and since. Again; just like Sidney and I, its all about Chemistry. The members of the Knytes had and have the right chemistry, we like being around each other, we all have the same goals and aspirations, and we all work to not only retain those goals and aspirations, but to exceed and even improve. We all understand that for the land of the or the gift of God almighty, that blesses this nation that while she bleeds this nation is our home, not only is she bleeding, but is in need of transfusions and a life line. The only organization that can mend this nation and heal it is the Knytes-of-Dixie, and if you all feel the way the Knytes(knights) and I feel then jump on board and support what we do. Membership in the Club is only $500.00 a year or 10 payments of $50.00 . There's a lot going on in and with the Knytes and if your not on board, your the one missing out.
For more information just shoot us an email to knytesofanarchy@yahoo.com .
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TTYLY
Crazy Cooter here I'm down and I'm gone.
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