(Dumber) Hogville is abuzz over the swirling rumors regarding Houston Nutt's impending firing/resignation/departure for ________________ (fill in the blank). More than a few people are claiming credit for this "victory," but while we wait anxiously for real confirmation that Nutt is headed out after Black Friday to pursue greener (and golder) pastures, we aren't ready to give credit to anybody.
We're reminded of an old story we heard about a severe, months-long drought. Every Sunday, this preacher would pray as hard as he could for rain, and really make a spectacle of himself. Every week, no rain. This happened seven, eight weeks in a row. Finally, on the ninth Sunday, he prayed again, and the skies opened up, and rain fell for three days straight. "See," the preacher said, "our prayers worked."
Of course, the folks at (dumber) Hogville--and, to be fair, a couple of other sites--have been doing plenty of praying, but not just praying, either. They've been getting acquainted with the Freedom of Information Act, the Washington County Courthouse, and the procedures and pricing for one of those plane-based advertising banners. And all this wishin' and hopin' and thinkin' and prayin', and doin', has got them convinced that they had something to do with it.
But they didn't. At least, not in the way they think.
We're convinced that Houston Nutt is out because the Hogs sit at 7-4 despite the presence of two of the finest Razorbacks ever to put on the uniform. Time and money and good wishes and friendship and loyalty cure a lot of ills, but disappointment isn't one of them. Here's why:
1) It's safe to assume that the "PTB" (to use a Hogville term) would be scrambling to keep Houston if we were 11-0 or 10-1. Assuming that the meltdown in Tennessee might not happen if we're playing for anything, we're in every game and can be undefeated. Assuming that we would have sucked it up no matter what against Tennessee, then we could be 10-1.
2) If 1) is true, then the Naters (get it? the Nutt Haters) could have spouted all their crap, FOI'd all the records, flown all the banners and beaten Danny Nutt with a 2x4 until his ears bled, and it wouldn't have made a damned bit of difference.
3) Conversely, if 1) is true, then the only way that Houston could be forced out this year was for the team to perform poorly on the field.
4) So, if our poor performance on the field resulted in Houston's ouster, then the Naters are possibly responsible for our crappy season, whether it's because the coaches were trying to delete their texts and e-mails, or worried about what their kids would think about the banners, or had to spend time talking to a player about how they shouldn't listen to all this crap, or whatever.
5) Or, the crappy season was going to occur anyway, with or without the Naters, and Houston would be gone, in which case the Naters didn't have a damned thing to do with it.
So, to recapitulate, they either (a) caused a crappy season or (b) had nothing to do with Nutt leaving.
Are we reaching here?
Of course not.
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Not so random observations
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Meeeeeeeyowwwwwwww! LawLz!!!!
At the Rand drive-in restaurant Ed Bethune stroked his friend Sam in the booth and they talked about hogville for hours.
They decided hogville really "is" smarter.
Anony,
Do you ever burn lips on that pipe?
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
Many many years ago there lived a king. A king known far and wide as King Ed Bethune. Ed was a very intelligent man, one who spent countless hours involved in the chess match that had become Razorback athletics.
His favorite time of the day was the two hours he spent musing on line at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor where he surfed via their free WiFi connection. He’d eat Butter Pecan Ice Cream and flirted with the waitress.
But back home things weren’t so good. King Ed had a son, someone spurned by his father’s incessant love for all things hog…and all things hogville. Though not quite as intelligent as his father, he was indeed smart enough to orchestrate a great plot in order to gain revenge against the king. So one day the prince, and his trusted dog Sam, set off to create an exact duplicate of hogville.
They rigged the booth at the Rand Pie Shoppe and Massage Parlor (he needed Sam’s help) and secretly redirected all hogville links to “smarter” hogville in hopes that his father wouldn’t realize it.
But despite the catchy name, smarter hogville simply couldn’t fool old King Ed. He caught on pretty quickly, and when he saw his son’s name written on the bathroom wall along with the palace’s number he realized his own blood had tried to manipulate him.
Not too long after the prince was hung for treason and King Ed, the dog Sam and all in the kingdom lived happily ever after.
The moral of the story…it can say smarter all it wants, but in the end all you get is one poorly hung Bethune.
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