[~The Jester~]

Thought some of you might get a kick outta this, cuz I sure as hell did!!!

Called Holman-Moody last week for some, oh let's call it "tech advice". Guy with a DEEEEEEEEEP Southern accent answered the phone, and the conversation went sumptin like dis:

H/M: Holman Moody, how can I hep ya'll taday?

Me: I have a tech question on some engine parts.

H/M: Aiiight, I just sell all our stuff out dare, but I got summ-un right eer at can handle anything ya'll can thow at em. Hoe dawn a sec, and I'll go git 'im.

H/M: Hello, this is Lee, how can I hep ya'll out taday?

Me: Lee?

H/M: Yeah, at's what I said. Lee.

Me: Lee HOLMAN?

H/M: Yup! What can I do fur ya?

SOOOOO I proceded to tell MR. FAWKIN HOLMAN what I was up to, and asked him my question. He gave me my answer, and then added:

Lee: Well son, that sounds to be dahn right nasty. I'd like to see ya'll get rid of that "insert brand name" cam, and runner on one a ahrs, but I understand not tearin a good motor apart. Supposin I was ta throw a couple of our bird stickers in your order, would ya be inclined to put 'em on yer winders?

Me: Absolutely Mr. Holman!

Lee: I'm Lee, Mr. Holman passed on years ago.



So how ******* kewl is THAT!!!!!! I knew I was gonna like this old school FOMOCO type stuff!!!!