Ferrari Mailing List: Re: NFC: Texarkana question

[A.J. Merrifield (101pdt]

Already on my iTunes for the drive... LOL
- A.J.

On 10/8/07, Brian E. Buxton <BrianBuxton [at] buxtonmotorsports.com> wrote:
>
> Jerry Reed rules ... you should find his song "She Got the Goldmine, I
> got the Shaft"
>
> BEB
>
>
>
> Ferrarisimo [at] Comcast.net wrote:
>
> >East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
> >we're gonna do what they say can't be done.
> >We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there.
> >I'm east bound, just watch ol' "Bandit" run.
> >
> >Keep your foot hard on the pedal. Son, never mind them brakes.
> >Let it all hang out 'cause we got a run to make.
> >The boys are thirsty in Atlanta and there's beer in Texarcana.
> >And we'll bring it back no matter what it takes.
> >
> >East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
> >we're gonna do what they say can't be done.
> >We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there.
> >I'm east bound, just watch ol' "Bandit" run.
> >
> >East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
> >we're gonna do what they say can't be done.
> >We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there.
> >I'm east bound, just watch ol' "Bandit" run.
> >
> >Ol' Smokey's got them ears on and he's hot on your trail.
> >He aint gonna rest 'til you're in jail.
> >So you got to dodge 'im and you got to duck 'im,
> >you got to keep that diesel truckin'.
> >Just put that hammer down and give it hell.
> >
> >East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
> >we're gonna do what they say can't be done.
> >We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there.
> >I'm east bound, just watch ol' "Bandit" run.
> >
> >
> >Buford T. Justice:"What we're dealing with here is a complete lack of
> >respect for the law."
> >
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: Hey boy, where is Sheriff Branford at?
> >Sheriff Branford: I AM Sheriff Branford.
> >Buford T. Justice: Oh, pardon me. For some reason you sounded a
> >little taller on radio.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: Give me a diablo sandwich, a Dr. Pepper, and make
> >it quick, I'm in a god-damn hurry.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: [to his son] There's no way, *no* way that you
> >came from *my* loins. Soon as I get home, first thing I'm gonna do is
> >punch yo mamma in da mouth!
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: [shouting at a trucker that has sheered a door off
> >of Justice's patrol car] I saw that, you sombitch! You did that on
> >purpose! You're going away till you're gray! I got the evidence!
> >Buford T. Justice: [speaks to Junior] Put the evidence in the car.
> >Junior: But Daddy...
> >Buford T. Justice: Put the *evidence* in the *car*!
> >[shouting to trucker again]
> >Buford T. Justice: I'm gonna barbeque yo' ass in molasses!
> >
> >Bandit: Well, go girl, go!
> >Carrie: [She is driving] I'm goin' I'm goin! I got the metal to the
> >petal and the thing to the floor!
> >
> >Carrie: I think I just went 10-100.
> >Bandit: Better than 10-200.
> >Carrie: [a little flustered] Yes that's true.
> >[they both laugh]
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: If you're gonna hang out in places like this, wear
> >a badge on your didey
> >
> >Alabama State Trooper: Did you see that? They went right through our
> >roadblock!
> >Buford T. Justice: You som'bitches couldn't close an umbrella!
> >
> >Bandit: [commenting on Carrie's legs] Cowboys love fat calves.
> >Carrie: They're not fat!
> >Bandit: Well, they're bigger then mine.
> >Carrie: Do we really wanna talk about legs?
> >Bandit: Well, one of us wants to.
> >Carrie: Smart ass.
> >
> >Junior: [waiting for the "funeral procession] Gosh, he sure had a lot
> >of friends.
> >Buford T. Justice: I wish they'd cremated the sum of a bitch. I could
> >be kickin' the Mr. Bandit's ass around the moon by now.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: Junior! Put the evidence, in the car!
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: This happens every time one of these floozies
> >starts poontangin' around with those show folk fags.
> >
> >[Regarding The Bandit in a hammock]
> >Big Enos: Son, you're looking at a legend.
> >Little Enos: I guess a legend and an out-of-work bum look a lot a
> >like, daddy.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: What we're dealing with here is a complete lack of
> >respect for the law.
> >
> >Sheriff Branford: The fact that you are a sheriff is not germane to
> >the situation.
> >Buford T. Justice: The god damn Germans got nothin' to do with it.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: And don't go home, and don't go to eat, and don't
> >play with yourself. It wouldn't look nice on my highway.
> >[begins to turn away, then returns]
> >Buford T. Justice: Now, you can THINK about it... but don't do it!
> >
> >[after kicking one of the car thieves in the rear]
> >Buford T. Justice: That's an attention-getter.
> >
> >Junior: My hat blew off, daddy.
> >Buford T. Justice: I hope your goddamn head was in it.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: Nobody, and I mean NOBODY makes Sheriff Buford T.
> >Justice look like a possum's pecker.
> >Junior: Except for that...
> >Buford T. Justice: Shut your ass.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: Duck, or you'll be talkin' out your ass.
> >
> >Bandit: Oh I love your suits. It must have been a bitch to get a 68
> >Extra Fat and a 12 Dwarf.
> >
> >Carrie: You have a great profile.
> >Bandit: Yeah, I do, don't I? Especially from the side.
> >Carrie: Well, at least we agree on something.
> >Bandit: Yeah. We both like half of my face.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: You sum bitch. You did that on purpose. You're
> >going away 'till you're gray. I got the evidence.
> >
> >Bandit: What the hell was that?
> >Carrie: A left. Or a half a U.
> >
> >Bandit: Now, gettin' to Texarkana and back in 28 hours, that's no
> >problem.
> >Little Enos: It ain't never been done before, hot shit.
> >Bandit: Watch your language, little lady.
> >
> >Little Enos: I think you're just a little bit scared.
> >Bandit: That's real good psychology. Why don't you say something bad
> >about my mother?
> >Little Enos: Your momma is so ugly...
> >
> >Carrie: I think I'm in love with your belt buckle.
> >
> >Carrie: Don't you ever take off that stupid hat?
> >Bandit: I take my hat off for one thing, one thing only.
> >Carrie: Oh...
> >[beat]
> >Carrie: Take your hat off.
> >[Bandit looks stunned]
> >Carrie: I mean, If you want to...
> >Bandit: I want to.
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: Just keep your eye out for that Mr. Bandit bastard!
> >
> >Buford T. Justice: [shouting out of a restaurant to Junior waiting in
> >the car] You want something?
> >Junior: Hushpuppies, Daddy!
> >Buford T. Justice: We got no time for that crap!
> >
> >Cledus Snow: Whoa!
> >[to Bandit over the CB]
> >Cledus Snow: I just passed another Kojack with a Kodak, this place is
> >crawling with bears, where the hell are you?
> >
> >Bandit: Snowman, you got your ears on?
> >Cledus Snow: You lucky devil, you got him! Where the hell are you?
> >
> >Cledus Snow: [whistles]
> >[hears a police motorcycle siren]
> >Cledus Snow: Oh, no! Hey, Bandit, Hey, Bandit, listen to this!
> >Cledus Snow: [siren blares out of Bandit's CB] You know who that is?
> >That's Mr. Evil Knievel. He snuck in my back door, son, when I wasn't
> >lookin'. You better flip-flop back here and gimme' a hand, son, or we
> >gonna be in a heap of trouble. Please roger that transmission!
> >Bandit: Hold on to Fred, son! Here comes the cavalry!
> >
> >Cledus Snow: [Buford's car runs in front of Cledus' truck]
> >[to bandit over the CB]
> >Cledus Snow: Hoss, you ain't gonna believe this, but that cray
> >sombitch just tried to drive right up under my truck!
> >
> >Bandit: You must be in a hell of a hurry, huh, Sheriff?
> >Buford T. Justice: You bet your ass on that, boy.
> >
> >Carrie: Actually, my heaviest relationship was with an acid-rock
> >singer... named Robert Crumly. We were together, oh, eight-and-a-half
> >days. God, I really thought that was it.
> >Bandit: And?
> >Carrie: One day, I came home and found him in the shower... with a
> >girl... and her mother!
> >Bandit: Well, at least he kept it in the family.
> >
> >Bandit: Cledus, get the money.
> >Cledus: Yeah, how 'bout the money?
> >Little Enos: How 'bout double or nothin'?
> >Cledus: How 'bout forgettin' it?
> >Bandit: Wait a minute. What about double or nothin'?
> >Little Enos: You run up to Boston, and bring back some clam chowder
> >for me and my daddy.
> >Carrie: You're on.
> >Bandit: Uh, you're on.
> >Big Enos: In 18 hours?
> >Bandit: You're still on.
> >
> >[Communicating through the C.B. radio]
> >Bandit: Sheriff, uh, Buford T. Justice, please.
> >Buford T. Justice: Who there?
> >Bandit: This is Bandit Darville talkin'.
> >Buford T. Justice: Where are you, you sombitch?
> >Bandit: Before I tell you where I am, Sheriff, there's just one thing
> >I wanna say. You must be part coon dog, 'cause I've been chased by
> >the best of them, and son, you make 'em look like they're all runnin'
> >in slow motion. I just wanna say that.
> >Buford T. Justice: Well, thank you, Mr. Bandit. And as the pursuer,
> >may I say you're the goddamnedest pursuee I've ever pursued. Now that
> >the mutual bullshit is over, WHERE ARE YOU, YOU SOMBITCH?
> >
> >Bandit: What do you think they do for excitement in this town?
> >Cledus Snow: Probably sit around and watch the cars rust.
> >
> >Cledus Snow: Besides, I can't go with you. I got to go to Conyers in
> >the morning and pick up a load of manure.
> >Bandit: Um, shitty job.
> >
> >Cledus Snow: Atlanta to Texarkana and back in twenty eight hours?
> >That ain't never been done before.
> >Bandit: That's cause *we* ain't never done it.
> >Cledus Snow: Suppose we don't make it?
> >Bandit: Hey, we ain't never not made it before, have we?
> >
> >Bandit: I'm gonna need a speedy car...
> >[Watches as Little Enos begins counting out money]
> >Bandit: Speedier than that...
> >[Watches as Little Enos counts out more money]
> >Bandit: Speedier than that.
> >
> >YEEEEEEEEEE HAWWWWWWWWW!
> >
> >Scottie
> >
> >On Oct 8, 2007, at 2:43 PM, Brian E. Buxton wrote:
> >
> >
> >
> >>You gonna pick up some Coors and take it back to Atlanta?
> >>
> >>=)
> >>
> >>BEB
> >>
> >>
> >>A.J. Merrifield wrote:
> >>
> >>
> >>
> >>>Any listers near the Texarkana area?
> >>>
> >>>- A.J.
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
> >>>
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