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'47 pickup truck for sale - Hudson humor
  • hudsontechhudsontech
    Posts: 4,042Platinum Member
    (With apologies to C. W. McCall)


    Now wouldn't y'all just love to see something like this in your local paper.

    I were thumbin' through the want ads
    In the Memphis Commercial Appeal
    When this classified advertisement caught my eye
    It said take immediate delivery
    On this '47 Hudson Half ton pickup truck
    We'll sell or swap for a hide-a-bed an' thirty five bucks
    Call 358-4672 and ask for Bob

    Well I called Bob up on the telephone
    He says "Hello this is Bob Speakin'"
    I says is this here the Bob got the pickup truck for sale
    He says "Yeah" I says where are ya
    He says "seventy nine east on county twelve
    Turn right on the one lane gravel road,
    You can park in the yard, beware of the dog
    Wipe yer feet off, knock three times'n bring yer billfold

    Well we all went past the chicken house
    Through the hog pen and down to the tractor shed
    And then wound up in back of the barn in afield of cow pies
    And settin' right there in a pool of grease was a half ton Hudson pickup truck
    With a nineteen sixty license plate
    A bumper sticker that says vote for Dick
    And a Brillo box full of rusty parts
    And Bob says "Whadaya think?"

    Well I kicked the tire and then got in the seat
    And set on a petrified apple core
    And found a bunch of field mice livin' in the glove compartment
    He says "her shaft is bent and the rear end leaks
    You can fix 'er quick with an oily rag
    Use a nail to start her, I lost the key
    Don't pay no mind to that whirin' sound
    She'll use a little oil, but outside of that she's cherry

    I says what'll it take
    He says "whadaya got"
    I says twenty eight dollars and fifteen cents
    He says "you got a deal, sign here
    I'll go get the title an' a can full of gas
    I put the nail in the slot and fired her up
    And she coughed and belched up a bunch of smoke
    And I backed her right through the hog pen into the yard

    Well Frank jumped in and bit my leg
    And I beat him off with a crowbar
    He jumped on out an' the door fell off
    And the left front tire went flat
    I jacked it up and patched the tube
    And Frank tore a piece of my shirt off
    Then Bob come out an' called him off
    Says "you better get on outta here

    Hudsonly,
    Alex Burr
    Memphis, TN