(Hey, we are talking about Hogville, so the bar isn't too high, but...)
http://www.hogville.net/yabbse/index.php?topic=186927
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Posted by Longhorn Lanny
Back to the drawing board.
Note: This is not the best post in years. This is:
Posted by 1FBL
I think the drawing board turned us down.
Hey, our hearts hurt, too. It's not fun being jilted. But it is fun watching (dumber) Hogville get jilted, because they brought it on themselves. The job is radioactive because of what the crazies did. Nice.
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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.
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.
Dude. I assure you that no person named Bethune has anything to do with this blog.
You are really weirding out about this.
Your writing is horrible. I am starting to believe this is hoophog, simply because your writing is so similarly atrocious.
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