(Dumber) Hogville's victory over the dark forces of Houston Nutt hasn't proven as sweet as they thought it would be. First came the news that Nutt was headed to Ole Miss--the embodiment of chutzpah as he grabbed $3.5 mil and ran down the road. Then we find out that Nutt is taking five assistants with him, but the Right Reverend was thoughtfully going to allow them to remain on the UA payroll through the bowl game, even as they began recruiting for Ole Miss right away.
They looked for consolation in the coaching search, so the Hogville faithful turned their eyes to the skies, watching for billionaires' private planes, delivering big-name coaches like Tommy Tuberville, Butch Davis, Lane Kiffin, and so forth to secret duck hunting enclaves in eastern Arkansas where the terms of the buyout and the new contract would be hammered out by cigar-chomping Powers That Be. One by one, these candidates announced the extensions they'd won from their current employers. Attention turned to less glamorous names, like Ron English (who?) and Tommy Bowden (ugh!)...and even Bowden got a raise and extension out of it.
So (dumber) Hogville is a pretty somber place right now. At least, the parts that aren't angry.
UPDATE: Once again, the Hogs "secure" a coach, this time Jim Grobe of Wake Forest, only to have him back out and stay put at the last minute. We are in the depths of despair.
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
In a funk
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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.
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