Congratulations to (dumber) Hogville for finally bringing down their target. Houston Nutt is laughing all the way to the bank. Not that we mind that he's gone, and $3.5 mil seems adequate compensation for character assassination.
But we knew it was just a matter of time before the haters set their sights on someone else.
http://www.hogville.net/yabbse/index.php?topic=179619.msg0#new
Fire John White
Posted by FreshLegs™
After listening to that mess for 30 minutes last night, this man needs to take the morning train with Houston. (vomit)
Posted by lockmaster
Very true.......I don't think there are any white huggers out there!
Smarter Hogville analysis: We will not rest until every last coach, AD, and university administrator has been purged, replaced, and purged again! If you like John White, you are nothing but a f&%#ing Whugger!
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What happened to the Ed Bethune comment? It was funny. Those comments were the only reason I had to come to this site.
Sorry to disappoint. If repetitive, serially unfunny shit is your thing, the mighty Internet belches forth that kind of thing all the time.
Maybe the contributor of the Ed Bethune comments will set up his own blogspot instead of sullying this one with his witless junk. That would be ideal for those of you who love it so much.
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.
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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