Re: Sons of Guns - New Discovery Show
<div class="ubbcode-block"><div class="ubbcode-header">Originally Posted By: JB Gleason</div><div class="ubbcode-body">I am in total agreement on the show but let's take it easy on the "stupidity and ignorance" in LA comments. It's not like I can't pick a couple of people out of the whole state of TX that have done some ignorance and paint the state with that brush. No one even said the Red Jacket guy is a native of LA and the Sheriff, well he's a politician.</div></div>
Just wanted to say that in no way are my comments concerning the stupidity going-on down there at Red Jack-off's, reflected toward the citizens of the great state of Louisiana!
As a matter of fact, I have nothing remotely bad to say about the state. I spent many summers, vacations, & MANY a damn good, even if sorta foggy weekends having a ball! My parents divorced when I was 8yrs old, & my father moved his trucking company down to Kentwood,LA. I spent a good chunk of many summers in Kentwood. When he finally got good, dependable drivers in all of his trucks, and he no longer had to work 40-50hrs in the office/shop, then jumping-in whichever truck was missing a driver, & having to try to pick-up all the slack himself, we spent most every weekend exploring a different part of the state, gorging ourselves on fine seafood, & generally having a ball. Once I got my driver's license, and even after my father moved back to Alabama, I was still a frequent visitor to the state.
I've been fortunate to have a truckdriver-father, who trusted me enough to allow me to take many roadtrips, all over the "Lower 48," Canada, & Mexico. My father's occupation allowed him to experience, then show or tell me how to get off the beaten, tourist traps & see parts of North America that most travelers never experience.
Having been all over the continental US, I can safely say that there's no place quite like Louisiana! I don't think there's another state with anywhere near the diversity of LA. You can be tail-gating at an LSU football game one day, hit some of the best clubs anywhere in Baton Rouge that night, skip on-down to New Orleans for Jazz, Blues, & God knows what else. Eat the finest seafood on the coast, & if outdoors is your thing, you're a hop, skip, and a jump from awesome freshwater bass/cat-fishing, or if Salt Water's your thing, u can hit the flats for some great Redfish holes, or charter a boat for some Deep Sea fishing. If you like Deep Sea fishing, & have never experienced night-fishing around the oil rigs in the Gulf, u don't know what you're missing. Jump-back to New Orleans had catch-up with the Vampire tour at "The Fatted Calf" bar, & see the spooky-ass side of the Big Easy, or if that's not your style, u can follow the Blues/Rock music all the way to the crazy Bourbon Street scene, & pick-up some of the wildest, hottest women in the world, & "test-drive" a couple of them all night. Word to the Wise, stay sober enough that you're able to spot that tall blonde in the corner's Adam's Apple before u become the star of your very own, "Holy Shit, dude! She's a fuckin' HE" stories! Ha. Some of the best parties I've ever been to were held at a fishing shack, floating on 50 gallon plastic barrels, & tied-off way-out in the bayou. Man, those Cajuns know how to have a good time! Those real-deal Swamp people are some of the nicest, most interesting folks I've ever met.
I've found those Louisiana Cajuns to be the most welcoming people u will run into. Back in my college days, we'd get down to Panama City, FL, & it never failed. Our hotel room would be right-across from a group of guys & gals from LA. While all those metro-sexual, Jersey Shore fuck-offs are busy flexing their roid-fueled biceps & trying to act like Billy Jo Bad-ass, those Cajuns would be down there having a good time & they'd always want everybody else in the vicinity to be having a good time too. People from other parts of the country act like they'd freak-out if they had to even make eye-contact with u, but I never met a Cajun at the beach yetm that wasn't offering me an ice-cold beer & wantin' tp Party-Party!
Hell yeah, it's sad to be old & so bored, I look forward to Wednesday nights so I can belittle Red Jack-Off's goofy-asses. Oh well, when my body has quit on me, & I'm stuck in some shit-hole of a nursing home, I may not have teeth to chew my food with, but I'll always have the memories of the crazy-ass, stupid shit I did when I was a young buck to laugh about! Hell Yeah, fuckin' "A" to all those crazy Cajuns & Creole's out there! People may always take cheap-shots at your, backwards way of life, but this good ole' boy from Alabama was always speak highly of u. Thank God for that Louisiana Purchase! At least, once upon a time, there was an American politician that actually spent a shitload of our tax dollars on something that wasn't a complete, 100% fuck-up!
