gary reeder
my "friend" from Mississippi called again this afternoon.
Saturday, November 21, 2020, 21:58

He asked for Scott. I told him Scott was off today and was probably hunting there in Michigan. He said he thought he lived in Arkansas. I told he he did but moved overnight to Michigan where his brother's Mother lived with her boyfriend Andy Strause. He said he knew some folks named Strause (he pronounced it Straws). He said they were all in jail as they had been caught poaching. He said some of them didn't go to jail as they were mostly honest folks and they were raising a Llama mixed with Shetland ponies. He said did I know you can't get a jackass unless you breed it with some other animal, maybe those Llamas. Trying to change the subject off jackasses, although it sure seemed I had a prime example of one right here.
I asked him how did the reloading of the 454 Casuals go.
He then told me he went over to his friend's house to help him load some ammo. They were using a new press called the Rockcruncher. His friend had some 454 Casual brass and they had a hard time priming the cases. He said they had to really use a lot of pressure to get those big old primers down in that little 454 hole. He said they must have been defective as they were real hard to get in those little primer holes. He said they got 50 of them primed and were planning on finishing them after going out tonight drinking and they might shoot a gator or two. I asked him if they had many gators in Mississippi. He asked me when did I see any gators in Mississippi. I told him I had never even been in Mississippi. He said well how did you know we were going to shoot one or two tonight after a bit of drinking. I tried to change the subject by asking him more about reloading the 454 Casual and finish them up when they got home tonight. I asked him what powder was he going to use. He said he didn't know as the label on the can got wet when their house was flooded and there was no writing left. I asked him when did his house get flooded. He said whose house. I said your house. He said his house was in a fire and Jubal's house was in a flood but he lived in Kentucky and he hadn't seen him since he got of prison. I said who was Jubal. (another mistake on my part). He said he had never been in jail. I asked him, who hadn't, Jubal or him. He said that some yankee must have told me he was in jail with Jasper but Jasper wasn't talking to him anymore because Jasper was running around with Jubal's wife. He said that didn't really matter much as Jubal's wife was almost family anyway as she was his first cousin. He said Jasper was hillbilly trash anyway cause he had a thing for his sister, if you know what I mean. Totally confused now I asked him wasn't Jasper in jail with him. He said Jasper deserved to be in jail after getting caught with a trunk full of marijuana mainly because the marijuana really belonged to Jubal. And by the way how did you know Jasper was in jail. I said you told me yesterday about you and Jasper being in jail. He then asked me when did I move from Arkansas. I told him I never lived in Arkansas. He said well why were you in jail then. I said wait a minute I wasn't in jail with you and Jasper. He said when did I see Jasper last. I told him I never met jasper and was never in jail with them. He said well how come you knew about Jasper having a thing for his sister. I said wait a minute I didn't know about Jasper or his thing for his sister. He said I bet you are that guy from Union City Tennessee that Jasper's sister was sneaking around with. He said you know she had a kid by that guy, we think he was a Mexican but not sure as Billie Mae all of a sudden got this craving for tacos and burriters. I said wait a minute, now who is Billie mae. He said now I know you are that mexican. If not how did you know her name? I said you just told me her name. He said now I know you are that Mexican as all you taco eaters lie a lot. Now he was screaming at me asking what was my name. I said my name is Blake. He yelled something to someone in the background that this was for sure the guy that knocked up Billie Mae as he just said he was black and that baby had a real nice tan. Realizing that this was turning into a hillbilly soap opera I said I gotta go and started to hang up, hearing in the background something about getting all their brothers together and going after that black Mexican.
From now on when the phone rings, I am going to have Nate answer it. He needs some excitement in his life.