Herman by Jim Unger for August 05, 2023

Welcome, to the Twilight Zone….

So, if you happen to run your battery down in your electric car, do you walk to the nearest power outlet for a bucket of electricity? Asking for a friend.

Call it a truck. Or a tractor.

But do you know?

Hey, you’re talking to Buckwagon Bob.

Brigadoon?

Must be lost in ‘them thar hills.’

“I told you we shouldn’t step through that time warp.”

Isn’t this part of the plot in one of the “Back to the Future” movies.

Doc Brown did have an 1880’s solution that did no involve hijacking a locomotive: solid propellant rockets. That technology was already thousands of years old at that time. But where would be the fun in that?

They must be in (name of state you loath).

Keep a mast and a sail in the trunk.

Should’ve asked for a bucket of oats.

Yup, ah don’t….

If they were in New England, of course he wouldn’t know what a car was. He would know it as a cah.

Ask him for moonshine, it’s flammable!

The guy ran out of gas because he wouldn’t ask for directions.

Going to a small town can often be like going back in time, but it’s usually only a difference of a decade or so. This guy seems to be living in the 1890s.

How about a telephone…..

But he knows a lot of bull!!!

Cue Dueling Banjoes.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=35nh7qkPYXo

Not many of them left around. . . .

During the covid shutdowns was there anyone else out there getting three weeks per gallon of gas?

“He has a barn I can sleep in and a daughter so good luck to you.”

Ah, do you hear banjos?

Very fortunate fellow. This country would certainly be a much better place if it hadn’t been completely taken over by the car cult.