Curt Flug, Keith Carlson
Men About Town
Story by Uncle Lars Bob
Men About Town
Story by Uncle Lars Bob
Curt Flug called Keith Carlson into his office one day and said, "Keith, I have a great idea! I know how we can win back the hearts and minds of Lindstrom, secure my victory over Gustafson this fall and you can get your County bonding business back."
“Here’s what we do, we'll go down to the Wal-Mart, get some cheezy clothes and shoes like most Lindstomites wear, and then we'll stop at the pound and pick up a Labrador. When we look the part, we'll go to the Swedish Inn and show them that we really enjoy the town, and show admiration and respect for the hard working people living there."
A few days later, all decked out and with the requisite Labrador at heel, they set off for the Swedish Inn. With the dog in tow, they walk into the restaurant. When they stepped up to the counter, Mike takes a step back and says, "Aren't you Curt Flug and Keith Carlson?"
"Yes we are," says Curt, "and what a lovely restaurant you have here. We were just passing through and Keith suggested we stop and take in some local color."
They then order a couple of beers and proceed to drink them down, all the while, chatting up a storm with anyone who would listen.
All of a sudden... the restaurant door opens and a grizzled old farmer comes in. He walks up to the Labrador, lifts its tail, and looks underneath, shrugs his shoulders and walks out the door.
A few moments later, in comes another old farmer... walks up to the dog, lifts its tail, looks underneath, scratches his head and then leaves the bar.
Over the course of the next hour or so, another four or five farmers came in, lifted the dog's tail, and went away looking puzzled.
Eventually Curt and Keith could stand it no longer and called the proprietor over.
"Tell me", says Curt, "why did all those old farmers come in and look under the dog's tail like that? Is it some sort of quaint old Lindstrom custom?"
"Good Lord no", says Mike, "Its just that someone had told them there was a Labrador in this restaurant with two assholes!"
Publishers Note: Another piece of MnDot came crashing down over the week end, a year after the fatal I 35 Mississippi Bridge collapse. Fortunately no one was killed this time. Perhaps MnDot should maintain and repair our crumbling infrastructure rather than spending eleven million of your tax dollars so fix something that ain’t broke.
“Here’s what we do, we'll go down to the Wal-Mart, get some cheezy clothes and shoes like most Lindstomites wear, and then we'll stop at the pound and pick up a Labrador. When we look the part, we'll go to the Swedish Inn and show them that we really enjoy the town, and show admiration and respect for the hard working people living there."
A few days later, all decked out and with the requisite Labrador at heel, they set off for the Swedish Inn. With the dog in tow, they walk into the restaurant. When they stepped up to the counter, Mike takes a step back and says, "Aren't you Curt Flug and Keith Carlson?"
"Yes we are," says Curt, "and what a lovely restaurant you have here. We were just passing through and Keith suggested we stop and take in some local color."
They then order a couple of beers and proceed to drink them down, all the while, chatting up a storm with anyone who would listen.
All of a sudden... the restaurant door opens and a grizzled old farmer comes in. He walks up to the Labrador, lifts its tail, and looks underneath, shrugs his shoulders and walks out the door.
A few moments later, in comes another old farmer... walks up to the dog, lifts its tail, looks underneath, scratches his head and then leaves the bar.
Over the course of the next hour or so, another four or five farmers came in, lifted the dog's tail, and went away looking puzzled.
Eventually Curt and Keith could stand it no longer and called the proprietor over.
"Tell me", says Curt, "why did all those old farmers come in and look under the dog's tail like that? Is it some sort of quaint old Lindstrom custom?"
"Good Lord no", says Mike, "Its just that someone had told them there was a Labrador in this restaurant with two assholes!"
Publishers Note: Another piece of MnDot came crashing down over the week end, a year after the fatal I 35 Mississippi Bridge collapse. Fortunately no one was killed this time. Perhaps MnDot should maintain and repair our crumbling infrastructure rather than spending eleven million of your tax dollars so fix something that ain’t broke.
Don’t Mess With Lindstrom!
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