Bold faced liars and white faced cows

Great photo series John.

@david-green........... thank you David 😀

As Tom Edison arrived at Slippin' Jimmy's Premium Auto Sales early this overcast Saturday morning he struggled to maintain his composure.  He had spotted Jimmy the previous evening cruising Main Street in a stunning yellow '49 Buick convertible with his "secretary" Marsha curled up beside him.  As it passed by him its beauty and the throaty whine of its straight eight engine electrified him.  When he spotted the dealer plate on the rear bumper he knew it was for sale and that he simply had to have it.  To this point in his life Tom was known as the local eccentric; a reserved farmer but also a studious man who spent most of his time tinkering with odd looking gadgets; some of which scared his neighbors with the glow and sparks they gave off.  He had few visitors and mostly kept to himself, tending to his two dairy cows Telly and Diala.  For some time now Tom had felt an inner restlessness building that he couldn't seem to come to terms with, but when he saw the yellow Buick he felt a spark inside and within seconds the light had come on for him.  He knew that it was his time to break out of his dreary life, buy this fancy yellow convertible, find himself a girl at long last and hit the road!  

Slippin' Jimmy instantly knew he had a winner on the line when he saw the hick walk onto the lot with two cattle in tow and stare in awe at the beautiful Buick he had bought off local gambler Lotta Betts last week.  Her cousin Betty Bibbs had told Jimmy that Lotta had a tough day at the horse races and was hurting for cash so he had bought her Buick at the Finish Line bar the same evening for a song.  Jimmy immediately dazzled Tom with his well practiced charm and in no time they had reached a deal that had Jimmy grinning from ear to ear.  As they walked to the lot office to do the paperwork Jimmy chuckled to himself at how transfixed the man was with the Buick; it was the most profitable sale he had ever made.  As they reached the office they heard a loud roar and were startled to see an empty car carrier roll onto the lot.  It pulled up to the Buick and came to an abrupt stop with a hiss of air brakes, whereupon two men jumped out and immediately began looking at the convertible closely.  Sensing trouble was brewing Jimmy rushed over to the men to investigate.  The truck driver identified himself as Lars and pointed to his associate who he stated was a repo man named Basil Bowler.  Jimmy grew agitated as Mr. Bowler related the details regarding the significant lien against the Buick in the name of Ms. Lotta Betts.  Cursing the gambling grifter and Betty Bibbs under his breath for setting him up, Jimmy pled with Bowler to be reasonable but the eloquent Englishman knew his legal position and told Lars to load up the car.  Feeling defeated Jimmy turned to Tom and told him the Buick was going to be seized, nothing could be done.  Jimmy watched incredulously as Tom's eyes grew wide and his face turned red with rage.  "Hold it right there" Tom bellowed as he stomped over to the startled repo man.  "How much do you need to make this whole deal go away buddy?" he shouted at Bowler.  Bowler replied that he had to follow repossession protocol and began to explain the details involved when Tom stopped him short, put his arm around his shoulder and walked the man away to the corner of the lot.  Jimmy watched in amazement as the formerly reticent farmer seemed to transform before his very eyes into a strongminded man with a swagger.  After taking a browbeating for several minutes the repo man glanced at Lars and Jimmy furtively, received a wad of cash from Tom and quickly handed over some papers and a set of keys.  Shaking his hand and slapping his back, Tom the led Bowler over to his cows Telly and Diala and handed him their tether lines.  Turning on his heel Tom strode confidently over to the Buick, jumped in and sped off with tires howling.  As he crested the hill Tom looked in the rear view mirror, laughing out loud seeing Jimmy and the repo guys arguing and gesturing wildly.  He barely recognized the confident stranger now looking back at him in the mirror.  Sure the Buick had cost him a lot of cash, his prized cows and hell...he had even promised to throw in a couple of patents he had for some wired up gizmos he had created; but by God it was his time to break out and shine; nothing was going to stop him now.  

@jack-dodds ...........Thanks bud 🧐 ..........an amazing narrative Jack.......what would happen to you if you left your imagination in neutral for, say, a week or so ?

@john-barry The psychiatric crew could rest easy and ease off with their injections for a change........

And another question. How do you manage to type all that while wearing those barbed wire gauntlets? I've heard of people working till their fingers bleed, but this is ridiculous.

Oh, and by the way, you'll note I'm browsing Forum 24. Not stuck in a narrow "one scale" mindset as predicted by some!

@graeme-ogg LOL!  The dreaded gauntlets......!  I feel your building fury about the freedom of "browsing 'til ya bust" and yes my wife would agree that I am narrow minded....but in my defense, at least I have a mind of sorts and what's more my dog Otis like me.

Good old Otis. I think most living creatures feel an instinctive affinity for others at their own level or thereabouts. Makes them feel comfortable (and potentially superior). I will leave you to bask happily in his good-natured - if ever so slightly slightly condescending - affection.

Posted by: @graeme-ogg

Good old Otis. I think most living creatures feel an instinctive affinity for others at their own level or thereabouts. Makes them feel comfortable (and potentially superior). I will leave you to bask happily in his good-natured - if ever so slightly slightly condescending - affection.

Thanks Graeme; we are comfortable in our uncomplicated world.... as long as his dog treats don't run out.

@john-barry Jack's narratives are only able to be shared with us through his injections. Ain't science wonderful?

Posted by: @bob-jackman

@john-barry Jack's narratives are only able to be shared with us through his injections. Ain't science wonderful?

it sure is Bob...when it`s ultimately revealed that "Jack" is actually a character in an ongoing story here.........................................

I've been told the story you speak of is at this time a secret project titled "One Fell Out of the Cuckoos Nest".   Apparently work has begun on a deserted plateau somewhere in the Carolinas.

To complement the injections the green Jell-O served on Wednesdays after out-patient electro-shock therapy is a real treat too.  It's awkward not being allowed spoons but still manageable; of course the bib helps.  The staff are great.

Last 3 shots with the guy making the adjustments to the on board Buick really work John. Lifelike

@geoff-jowett .....thank you Geoff......the wonderful Preiser figures go the extra mile......

still haven`t quite decided just how to use the "beach of many regrets" gang just yet