Clappet-Mobile

Rick was standing at his post…..looking at the folks across the street through the window.

He told me,”come look….a clappet-mobile. Once you look, you’ll  know exactly what I

mean. The Beverly Hillbillies.”  I looked out the window and there it was. A blue pinto

looking thing , with  the hatchback glass broken and replaced with a clear tarp and duct

tape holding it in place. The folks across the street were busy loading stuff into the back.

The back right panel was torn off exposing the black frame underneath and something

was hanging down from the bumper.  There was a luggage rack on top.  I said, “Can’t you

just see a rocking chair on top of it?”  See, I told you it was an interesting neighborhood I

live in.  Not that I’m spying or anything.  I guess they got it all packed because this

morning, there was a black truck with a trailer on the back and they were loading, refrig.,

stove and hot water heater.  Now they have put boards up in front of the windows.  Rick

will just have to find himself another family to “watch out for.”

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About 1wanderingtruthseeker

I'm a fiftish woman that has opinions and passions about nearly everything under the sun. I love a good debate, not name calling. I believe in the Constitution , the Bill of Rights and God. I believe the government which governs the least is the best government of all. I believe in the rights of the people. I dispatched fire trucks, the Po-Po and ambulances for a long time so I have a wicked sense of dark humor and speak fluent sarcasm. I think out loud a lot times. I am offensive. But I'm offensive of everybody. Socially unacceptable, plain spoken and unashamed. If you don't want to be offend, please don't read and if you do, please consider that I'm not politically correct in any sense of the word.
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