Which one of you gewbers called the man on me?
Here's the story,
Saturday after the tournament, Yikess and I were headed up the highway. A Mississippi Department of Fisheries Wildlife and Parks truck passes us in the left lane. I'm doing the speed limit of course. After he passed, he started slowing down and fell in behind me. A couple of miles down the road, the blue lights came on. I tell Yikess that Mr Green Jeans is pulling us over.
I pull to the side of the road and a big ole boy walks up to my window.
To be continued: