Texasmark1
Well-known Member
Bubba is tooling down the state highway with his '57 Chebby with his 327 Fuel Injected engine, Fo on the flo, not a care in the world and surely not the speed limit.
He hears a noise and looks in his rear view mirror and it looks like Christmas behind him.
Pulls over and the State Trooper walks up and addresses him and asked him if he knew that he was doing 40 miles over the legal speed limit. Bubba doesn't know what to say.
Trooper asks him if "he has any ID". Bubba's reply: "About whaaaaat?"
So, in the light of that, I have no ID as to what this is on the bottom of my live oak leaves. I cut through one and it was crusty the whole way. Didn't seem to be an egg in the conventional manner.
Thanks,
Mark
He hears a noise and looks in his rear view mirror and it looks like Christmas behind him.
Pulls over and the State Trooper walks up and addresses him and asked him if he knew that he was doing 40 miles over the legal speed limit. Bubba doesn't know what to say.
Trooper asks him if "he has any ID". Bubba's reply: "About whaaaaat?"
So, in the light of that, I have no ID as to what this is on the bottom of my live oak leaves. I cut through one and it was crusty the whole way. Didn't seem to be an egg in the conventional manner.
Thanks,
Mark
