Brevity by Dan Thompson for October 01, 2020

“So, are you gonna help me get my gold fiddle back or not? That Johnny kid is a swindling frontman, I tell you!”

RIP Charlie Daniels.

Nice one!

I demon to see my lawyer.

As a long-time Georgia resident: this is true.

If he owned Hell and Georgia, he’d live in the former and rent out the latter.

You would think he would be used to the heat by now……LOL

Daaaaaaamn!

He’d right at home in socal right now.

It’s not the heat so much as the humidity.

Stayed long enough to get into politics and form a trendy group. Left when the weather and politics both got too swampy.

Story I heard some Januaries ago told of a Georgia farmer who had not lived a virtuous life, so his destination when it ended was as expected. He loved it. “It’s just like a day in May on my farm in Georgia!” So the Devil turned the heat up and the farmer was even happier. “It’s just like a day in August on my farm in Georgia!” “OK,” thought the Devil, if that’s what he likes …" and turned the heat way down. It was so cold the flames froze solid. “Hallelujah!” cried the farmer, ecstatically. “The Falcons are going to the Super Bowl!”

Nice musical two-fer! Most folks will recognize the Charlie Daniels reference, but only jazz aficionados will get the “Too Darn Hot” shtick.