Ol Ladies
Mel Hansen, The Eighteen Wheeler Philosopher
It's not very often I stop for a hot meal whilst truckin'! But I was hankering for a plate of fries and gravy so I stopped in Big Springs, Nebraska at the Flying J Truck Stop.
The hostess seated me at a booth right next to a table where six little ol ladies...I'm guessing in their late 70's-early 80's...were having a great time recalling their....as the green haired lady sweetly put it....Sexual Glory days!
The Beach Boys sang a song entitled...California Girls...in it they mentioned how the Midwest Farmer's Daughter really makes you fell real fine! Well if these uninhibited, sweet little ol ladies are any indication of Midwest farmers daughters! I just heard every way they made their conquests feel...real fine!!! No California girl could even begin to compete with the exploits of these ol gals!!
Gotta love a bunch of little ol ladies! Anything is said with such enthusiasm and total disregard for embarrassment!
When I paid for my fries and gravy I told the waitress that I should probably be charged a cover charge for the live entertainment! She laughed and told me she apologized for seating me next the weekly meeting of the...Fun Time Gals!! I told her I'm a born and raised on a ranch country boy and thought I'd seen or heard it all! But I learned some new things!
She laughed and old me, "Sad thing is, they're true stories! And my Grandma is the one with the green hair!"
Don't know whether to make this a regular stop around this time on Wednesday's...or just continue to snack as I'm driving?
