Thoughts On The Dead

Musings on the Most Ridiculous Band I Can't Stop Listening To

The Continuing Adventures Of Motor-Pool Mickey

AN AIR FORCE BASE IN THE EARLY SIXTIES

“Airman Hart, what’s in that duffel bag?”

“Furious raccoons, Sargent.”

“And where are going with that duffel bag?”

“Band practice, Sargent.”

“Is this like the cricket thing?” We couldn’t get those little bastards out of the mess hall for weeks.”

“No, Sarge. The crickets were for playing.”

“And what are the raccoons for?”

“The saxophone section keeps dragging.”

“Where did you even get raccoons from?”

“PX.”

“Okay.”

5 Comments

  1. Mickey’s marauding raccoon’s need to be shot into the sun. Any animal with a thumb is a threat to human existence.

  2. Sir Luther Von Baconson

    November 11, 2015 at 6:29 pm

    http://www.ibiblio.org/jwsnyder/rft/rft012.mp2

    dave rabbit radio first termer

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