You'll never believe what happened today! The day started out with Troy, Kathryn and Gayle cutting and bagging brisket and finishing up the ribs in a hot trailer. Meanwhile Joe drove to Rapid City in his air conditioned truck. We had a couple of customers interrupt our preparations. What a drag!! These folks ruined our no customer streak.
As we were preparing meat to not sell over the next couple of days, Joe was going to go bribe the Ford people to remember us, when up zoomed the owner of the property like a raped ape with his fur on fire astride his red hot Harley. As Troy ran out to take a picture, he overheard the grouch ranking on Joe. This is pretty much how the converstion went, "Do you own this trailer?" "Who invited you here?" "How much are you paying for your spot?" Joe replied, "We haven't discussed that yet" to which freindly fred...I mean Kenny, replied "It costs a lot of money to get a vending spot around here this time of year. You don't have a permit or insurance." (Actually, we weren't required to get a permit on private property, and we do have insurance.) From there he kicked us off his property. Joe, bless his heart, offered to buy Kenny lunch, which sent him stuttering, and off he ran. Then, as we were packing up, the police arrived to make sure we were leaving. Seems Joe's abundant willingness to leave his dirt hole wasn't enough as he had to call the cops to boot. When we do get a bike/trike, Sampson Motorcycle products won't get so much as a squirt of pee from us thanks to the low life demeanor of the owner.
The officers acted as though they were expecting trouble, but they soon discovered we're a pacifist organization. Let me remind you that we had been previous invited to join Ford on their prime location. As Joe was being told to leave the premises, visions of Ford danced through his head. Needless to say, Joe thought about buying a Ford...lasted a couple of seconds. Ford greeted us with opened arms and we have experienced a miracle. If you are looking for a vehicle, we would highly recommend Integrity Ford, because they have shown nothing but integrity with us... and we are Dodge owners. By the way, Mark and the gang at Mulligan Trailers also got kicked off the same property. They were told they had until tomorrow morning to move off...they have 70 trailers parked there. They had driven 5 hours to help move one of Kenny's antique firetrucks and had mowed the weeds on his property. Thankfully Mulligan Trailers had another spot offered to them, which turns out to be better than the cricket/fly infested, dirty ****hole lot. We won't mention names, but you may have purchased a motorbike muffler from Kenny. His company's name...well let's just say in the Bible this guy has muscles as long as his hair remains long. Another clue...his backstabbing girlfriend was Delilah. Oops, we mentioned his name earlier.
But this piece of rectal splatter did us a favor. We are in a great spot and have encountered some extremely kind and gracious folks here in Spearfish. We have really come to like this area, due to the people we have come to know...just avoid the bowling alley and a certain casino in Sturgis. Stay tuned for more adventures of the Spuds Four.