Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Ayuh

Some of y'all know that I grew up in Maine. I'm not sure if this is why my reaction to the sight of a rifle is "Oooh, cool" rather than the typical Massachusetts "Eeek!".

There's a post over at Watts Up With That with a Maine tall tale, rather than the usual Global Warming news. Go read it for a good laugh - and look at the second comment, which will make you laugh even more. And this comment is the Best Comment of All Time. Srlsy. Except maybe for this one. And this one isn't better, but it's obligatory. Well played, sir.

And in the New England tradition, let me offer my favorite "that reminds me of this one" story:

A lady "from away"* went to the Maine coast for a summer vacation. Finding herself in Bass Harbor**, she went down to the docks to take a photo. Well, she was in luck, because a lobsterman had just returned from his day's toils, and was unloading his lobster traps. She asked him if she could take is picture, and he struck a pose for her.


The lady thanked him, and seeing more lobster boats heading back to the dock, remarked "You certainly have a lot of characters here, don't you!"

The lobsterman looked her up and down for a moment and then replied, "Ayuh. But they all leave around labor day."***

* An out-of-state tourist

** A very pretty fishing village on Mount Desert Island; the west side of the island is where the true connoisseur goes.

*** Pronounced "LAY-buh da-yee"

5 comments:

Borepatch said...

Bluesun, the comments are full of either "that reminds me of ..." or "that's not funny".

I think that Ian Cooper's comment was hilarious, and left my own comment in reply.

Anonymous said...

Good story, Borepatch. The same tourist came to a fork on a Maine road. An arrow pointed down one fork saying "To Castine." An arrow pointed down the other fork saying "To Castine." The tourist asked a nearby Mainer, "Does it make any difference which fork I take to Castine?" "Not to me it don't," replied the Maine geezer.

Papa Borepatch

Borepatch said...

I love you, Dad.

;-)

Anonymous said...

Ah the internet, where you can make a fool of yourself in front of millions instead of one roomfull at a time.

Jim

Weer'd Beard said...

Hhehehe Great post! Worked with a ton of guys like that!

Old story, I suspect written by Marshal Dodge (Look him up he has a pathetic wikipedia page)

Farmer was out working in his feilds and a fancy foreign car pulls up and a slick-dressed man gets out. From his accent the farmer could tell he was from away.

The Fella noted that some of the cows in his field had horns while others didn't. He asked why.

"Well, some breeds only the bulls have horns, others are a little more spirited than others so sometimes we have to saw the horns off for our safety. Sometimes a cow gets free and runs off in the woods and breaks a horn off on a rock or a stump.

But if your interested in why that particular beast is without his horns....well that's a horse!"