Im Parked on the Trespassers Clothes!

Well, that would make for some pretty interesting skid marks on their BBD's!!! Is there a redneck contest for those sort of things???


~Pine50

Here in SE KS, my dad farms in a river bottom that is just outside of town and has been a favorite spot for area kids to go drinking, partying, and messing around. At the end of an evening of working ground, my dad drove the tractor back to a piece of property where he stored machinery. While driving up the lane, he encounters a similar situation that has a couple of teenage kids involved (although probably not so naked since they moved so fast). I'm sure that having the revving up of an engine and lights of a very large tractor shining in your back window as if it is going to run over you is a very heart stopping moment. Boy did they scramble and get out of there fast.

This was over 20 years ago and the couple were kids that my brothers and I went to school with. Took quite awhile for the young man to look my dad in the eye after that, but this one turned out good. They have been married for years now and have 3 really good boys.

I believe this could have happened, but whether it did or not, yeah, this type of thing has been going on for years. The thing about a deterrent is, no matter the situation, the more memorable and/or horrifying it is, the less likely someone is to do it again. How do you think we learned not to touch or drink something that is hot? Not because someone told us, but because we experienced it ourselves and it wasn't pleasant.

PS ~ I would have loved to be a fly on the wall when they first realized that someone was behind them, before they went on the attack. I would also like to have been a fly on the wall when this young lady (ahem) began explaining herself to her hubby with the evidence "exposed".

LOL that reminds me of 20 years ago we have anothe creek bottom place a couple of miles downstream.
I pulled in to cultivate and took off straight ahead from the driveway .That takes me pretty much thru the middle of the field till I came to the creek where I turned and I headed back but something I saw bugged me .I wasnt sure till I turned at that end again and saw flashes of color in the creekside bushes .I made several more thrus before the colors in the odd places bugged me enough to investigate(not to mention thatcultivating is the most boring thing in the world).I got downand went down to the creek where I noticed a lot of clothes hanging on the bushes LOL i had suprized some skinny dippers and I supposed they had ran off without their clothes .laughing I went back to work but I did notice from time to time that some of the clothes disapeared so I guess they just hid between rounds but they sure left a lot of them!

Well, apparently you didn't "just skip" this one!

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Pony!

It certainly is not the "Facts."

I hate to add another message since the last two were such brilliant exclamation points. HOWEVER, Logan, Illinois is just off I-57. It is South of Mr. Vernon and I-64. It is within a spit and a holler of Marion and Carbondale. It is in Southern Illinois. It is in the "heart" of the Southern 25% of that State. A map would make a better tool for looking for the geographic center of the State than googling for "center" or "heart" of Illinois. On the web page for the town of Logan, it says that it is in the "heart" of Illinois. It is not a big town so it is best to google for Logan, Ill. to get the maps. Now, we know why Fantasy Maker had no idea where Logan is or was.

Actually Ed was sorta right there is a logan county that could concievably be in the middle of the state It depends n how you work it out .
Bloomington is nearly a hundred miles north of me I think so the weather there could be a bit diferent.I dont think the people in question stayed out waiting for the low though.
I base my claim to being in the middle of the state on two things, I folded a map both ways once and the creases crossed right about here and I live within a few miles of what has been told to me to be the middle milepost of the original IL Railroad.

LOL not much to update.
Lots of great stories going around town. For the folks that dont belive this one they should be listening in town to how outlandish its gotten.
But I dont see much happening a lot of folks not speaking that should and a lot of folks speaking more than they should!

This is too funny. Don't care if it's true or not, it's entertaining. No one is relying upon it for advice or sound information and there are not enough specifics to really harm anyone. It's just plain fun.

This absolutely could happen and does around these parts too.

The gal and even her husband could enjoy these escapades. Or she might be a pro... The pictures she left behind might have been intended to "get them in the mood" too... The couple fantasymaker claims to have caught might also have thought fantasymaker was just another parker looking for a place to... park, which could explain their unwillingness to leave as they had claimed this place as "their spot"... They might have thought the owner was someone else or somehow not around. They might have thought they had permission (they could have been misinformed or just at the wrong spot from where they were supposed to be). They could have had... altered perceptions too... Lots of possibilities here.

For what it's worth, I also live on a driveway and down a country road that is FAR worse than the ones fantasymaker showed and has the added difficulties of a few fairly notable elevation changes. Until we did some work on our drive a year ago (very EXPENSIVE work that still did not FIX it), we absolutely drove on it daily and it absolutely did not hold up. We had many days when we would get stuck or feared getting stuck or even had to park somewhere along the way and walk. Even using our only vehicle - a 4-wheel-drive, full-sized, 3/4-ton diesel pick-up. If it rained it got worse for a day or so and then better for a few days. If it froze, the road was ROUGH but mostly passable. A series of hot, dry days, if we ever got any, was best for the road but it was still very rough.

The country road to our driveway is horrible at times and I often call to complain since my taxes pay for that maintenance and we seem to have to really squawk to get any of it. Same trouble in winter with snow plowing. The country road is often down to one lane and so bumpy you have to go VERY slow. Just the other night our neighbor ran us into the ditch (I wasn't driving!) and it took 45 minutes for her son and several teen boys to pull us out with their old SUV!

Also, I know plenty of women that don't carry a purse. I know a few that carry a wallet and a few that don't carry anything that doesn't fit in their pockets. I hate purses. Pretty much if it's bigger than my checkbook I won't use it. Until I started taking umpteen medications that have to be with me at all times, I usually carried only my ID, one or two credit cards, my ATM card, my health insurance card, a couple of checks, a pen, and maybe a couple bucks of cash shoved in my back or breast pocket - not even in a wallet. I even used to just take ONE truck key off the ring to go places with me and toss the rest of the keys into the glovebox.

With all my new Rxs, I had to go to the thrift store and buy a little purse for $1.50 that I think is about twice as large as I want but just what I need - everyone else thinks it is far too tiny to be practical and they all want to buy me a bigger purse. I just keep tellin' them that I'd never use it if they did as I watch them waste countless hours digging through their bags for stuff and don't need to lug that all around outside my truck.

If and when I am wearing make-up, I have a separate very small purse/bag for that stuff that rarely leaves the truck. People make fun of that one too - say it's far too small to be useful but it can hold all my essentials and then some. I also have a bigger shoulder bag or a rolling suitcase full of work where my laptop and files reside. That goes pretty much everywhere with me, even when I'm not working.

I used to have wireless access like fantasymaker with the card and service to match but I don't anymore. However, I still have an internal wireless network card that does the same thing and it can mooch off any unsecured network within range. There are many of them on my route between home and town and that is sometimes very handy when your truck breaks down and your cell is on the fritz. I use it often, especially if I have to get groceries or go buy something that broke and want to check America's Test Kitchen for a recipe or Consumer Reports for a review. Lots of times I have to check email before driving 75 minutes between home and town, especially if I am waiting to meet someone or need a map or specific directions somewhere.

Finally, weather varies A LOT around here. You can literally go over a little ridge just 1/2-mile from my place and the temps., winds, and precip. will be totally different. And we're talking less than 50' in elevation change, too.

Anyway, I'm enjoying the story and want to thank fantasymaker for at least trying to liven up the place a bit!

To be honest, I've kinda' had my doubts about this story from the getgo, but I'm not going to get into that debate.

What I do want to comment on, in reading others' reminisces about their own escapades. It all reminded me about when my dad and I went shopping for my first car (used). I had my heart set on a VW bus (this was in the early 70's) and my dad, I think because of the images he was conjuring up, nixed the bus. Instead I got a 1964 Rambler. Anyone else familiar with these cars is probably familiar with the term "rape seats." Seats that fully reclined. I'm pretty sure my dad had never heard that label; I'm pretty sure the VW would have looked a whole lot better if he had! (You can use your imagination.)

OMG, a Rambler! Boy does that bring back some memories! My parents had two of them. Faded blue, and faded red (pinkish). I ended up driving the blue one for months when I was about 19, I loved that thing....never mind the oil it burned. Ran forever on a few bucks worth of gas, were built pretty darned sturdy too. Since they were small wagons I could carry all sorts of stuff in the back.

I never knew the seats reclined all the way tho, too funny!

I remember those seats in the Nash. Laid flat with the back seats and created a big flat bed. Clever idea that died from the bad reputation.

Curious, was the plane heavily damaged? Why was it there? I've been looking at older Cherokees and unless it was completely gutted and destroyed, somebody got a bargain.

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I quit carrying a purse soon after I was married as the husband started dumping his stuff in there for me to carry....said it made his pockets distorted. Later he tried to dump his stuff in the babies' diaper bag for me to carry...I got a backpack for the babies' stuff and made sure it was always full. Finally he started carrying his own backpack.

i prefer a wallet and do carry pics(though not the same kind) and as for the vaidness of the pics, well i dont know in this case, but last year we had a horrible find, we were at a bowling alley in a nother town and some jerks across the way kept looking our way and snickering, about an hour into our game the girl with them got into a fight with one of them, strolls over to us and and hands me a stack of pics staring my 17 year old step daughter and several different men in extremly compromising positions, when we got home i searched her room while her dad kept her down stairs and found even more in a box in her closet and some in the pocket book of her purse, it was sick, seeing our own daughter that way and she kept them like trophies, it was hard for us to deal with and even harder to swallow that she had that little self respect, and we were saddend to find out the reson that people in town had treated her so badly all year. it does happen.
ps...some of those pics were taken on private drives as well as public places......

Another Rambler lover!!!! (While riding in my Cadillac, what to my surprise, a little Nash Rambler........)

My first car, as I mentioned, was a Rambler. So was my second, third and then, later, had another wagon.

I had a 1960 wagon with push button automatic. She was yellow and white and her name was "Blanche." Blanche, on occasion, did have a mattress in the back (obviously not when I was visiting my father, though).

I'd love to have another Rambler now but they are big bucks. ALWAYS wanted a Nash and still do.

Beep, beep.... beep, beep...

Anyway, little Ramblers are not always spendy. You can go to AMC/Nash forums and sometimes find them listed (in running condition!) very inexpensively.

But (in keeping with the original post on this thread) be sure to park in your own driveway, and don't voh-dee-oh-doh on someone else's land.

Pony!

I sure do remember those kind of things happening in SE Kansas back in the 50s. It involved a car parked in a farmers field, a couple in the back seat with the windows rolled down, (this was before auto air conditioning was common) a curious cow that bawled at real close range, and a young man trying to explain to his dad how that hole got kicked in the headliner above the back seat of the family car. Won't go into detail but it's whole lot funnier now than it was then.

Snert, you people don't know the art of "bushwhacking" horseback! Moonlit nights, couples parking on the hill up the only road into a 4 square mile area. Buddy and I are horseback on two white geldings . . . . . we ride up on either side of the back doors . . . horse's heads looking in the windows. "SCREEEEEEECH!!!!!" "OMG, what IS that!!!" Hehe, never saw nekkid people move so fast in my life! Four seconds later the Chevy is fired up and down the hill like a slingshot!

That was spooklight hill too. Wonder how that got started . . . . . .


George, you've got me started telling the past like the novellas you used to post.

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