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My father’s secretary in the early 1960s in Chattanooga was the daughter of the man who invented the MoonPie.

That’s what Smartass gets for trying to tell the old coot something
he didn’t know.


Comment from Gromulin
Time: November 22, 2008, 9:13 pm

Behold the power of the Old Coot.

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: November 22, 2008, 9:22 pm

Yes…. Old Man Jung called that ‘synchronicity’…

My, how they laughed.

I often think the joke is on them.

Comment from XBradTC
Time: November 23, 2008, 1:25 am

So, where’s my Moonpie?

Comment from Pupster
Time: November 23, 2008, 9:25 am


The daughter of the inventor of moon-pies didn’t live the life of moneyed luxury, rubbing elbows with Carnegie’s, Rockefeller’s and the like?


Comment from Jill
Time: November 23, 2008, 5:05 pm

You little whippersnappers with your long hair, Dan Fogelberg, and Pac-Man video games…that’ll learn ya.

Comment from Lipstick
Time: November 23, 2008, 6:04 pm

What Pupster said.

Really, WTF?

Comment from Randy Rager
Time: November 23, 2008, 7:01 pm

Mmmmm, Moonpie. How I love ’em. Them and a grape Nehi. Or even better, one of them there fancy dancy modern energy drink thingies put out by Mountain Dew that taste just like a Grape Nehi.

Talk about your Redneck Moment.

Comment from MCPO Airdale
Time: November 23, 2008, 8:33 pm

I prefer salted peanuts poured into a bottle of Coca-Cola. Ya’all remember when Coca-Cola came in bottles?

Comment from Uncle Badger
Time: November 23, 2008, 8:40 pm

I certainly do, MCPO.

Now, does any rocket scientist out there know why Coke (Pepsi in my case – I’m a heretic) tastes so much better out of a glass bottle?

This has bothered me for decades…

Comment from scubafreak
Time: November 23, 2008, 9:21 pm

OK,serious question. Does anyone know what I can smear on Schroedinger to make a fox not want to eat him? I walked out the front door this morning and came face to face with a big red fox on the sidewalk in front of my house.

I don’t want the fox hurt or relocated, because I rather like them. Unfortunately, they are known to take kittehs when they get hungry, and this one looked hungry.

Comment from Randy Rager
Time: November 23, 2008, 9:37 pm

Well, Badger, it’s probably the inverse of the reason that beer tastes so much better out of a nice cold can on a hot summer day.

Comment from Jill
Time: November 23, 2008, 9:48 pm

Unkly Badge, I think that plastic and aluminum leech a very slight aftertaste into the soda. I won’t drink any soda out of a plastic cup because I think the plastic makes the soda go flat faster.

But this is just me. And everyone knows that I’m full of it.

Comment from Allen
Time: November 23, 2008, 10:04 pm

Six degrees of separation…

Pop Weasel knows Pop Moonpie via Pop Moonpie’s daughter. Now we have Pop Weasel’s daughter on the move.

Moonpies Over Albion. Oh. Dear. God.

Uncle B, please, oh please, if I hear of Shepherd’s Moonpie, I know civilization is over.


Comment from XBradTC
Time: November 23, 2008, 11:40 pm

Coke still comes in bottles… Ya just gotta look for it. My local Costco has cases of Coke (real Coke, made with cane sugar, not that HFCS crap) bottled in Mexico. 17 bucks a case, but worth it. I treat myself to one a day.

Comment from XBradTC
Time: November 23, 2008, 11:40 pm

Sure wish I had a moonpie to go with that coke…

Comment from Mrs. Peel
Time: November 24, 2008, 12:42 am

Beef tallow, scuba.

No, seriously, I don’t know. Anise? I seem to remember reading somewhere that dogs don’t like that, so maybe foxes wouldn’t either. I googled “fox repellent” and turned up a bunch of sites from which you can order fox urine, which you could presumably spread around your yard to keep the fox away. (Or smear on Schroedinger, I guess.)

Brad, you can also get gen-yoo-wine Dr. Pepper in glass bottles from Dublin, TX. mmmm.

Comment from porknbean
Time: November 24, 2008, 2:08 am

Fox deterrent? Inside cat.

Comment from Pupster
Time: November 24, 2008, 10:37 am

It’s a little pricey, but no doubt with some training Schroedinger could make it work.

Comment from memomachine
Time: November 24, 2008, 4:59 pm


The obligatory: “Get the hell off my lawn!!”


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