Tenth in the ‘Ed’ Series,
‘When We Ancient Eds Were-’
My Ed Photo Albums Go Back a Long Ways,
And a Humorous Memory, They Sometimes Stir
Alas, the Mounties had booted us from the Yukon
And now, we three Brother Eds, were trekking east
Through the very wilds of very remote central Canada
The sights and sounds of nature to me, were a real feast
And Alas, we three Brother Eds, were again low on grub
But luckily, we came upon a very friendly village of Ojibwa
Whom we now bartered with, for some provisions and a canoe
“All Right!” said Edvard, “We’ll be Wilderness Guides! Ha, Ha!”
“Wilderness Guides?!” quickly yelled old Brother Jersey Ed
“Where the hell are we now? And where the hell will we go?”
“Brother Jersey, why the hell do you always complain so much?
Let little Pee Wee sit in front of the canoe, these woods, he knows!”
So, we traveled ever eastward through uninhabited lakes and forests
But we found few ‘city slickers’ who would pay us, to be their guides
And Jersey Ed always wanted to stop for numerous ‘pee & smoke breaks’
And with all the beer Edvard had, there wasn’t room for more human hides
Good old Brother Edvard also kept complaining the whole time we traveled
He couldn’t find anyone who had Coors to trade, just Canadian Moosehead
Finally, after months and months of paddling and more paddling, ever eastward
Old Edvard proclaimed, “To Hell With This. We’re Gonna Be Fishermen Instead!”
“Huh??!!”
“Little Pee Wee Ed, can you find that old rascal, Mr. Fee’s Home??!!”
“Probably. But right now, pass me a Moosehead; I’m finishin this poem.”
“Oh, all right. Jersey Brother Ed, pass Pee Wee a beer, please.”
“Hey! How come yer always so damned nice to Pee Wee – Geez!”
“Oh, just shut up already. And paddle faster, you Ed numbskull.”
“Oh, yeah, Mr. Smarty Pants?! I’m gonna tell Ma, you know.”
“Oh, go ahead, you big cry baby. You always do…”
A Very Amused Mr. Pee Wee Ed
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Chrissy
YOUR NEFARIOUS DEEDS ARE UNKEMPT!
ALTHO' SHEMP PRECEDED, THEN FOLLOWED - CURLY,
YER PEARLY EARLY TREKS ARE STILL SQUIRRELY!
FYI - some possible background data for future "Tall Tales." ...
The Three Stooges got their name and their start in a vaudeville act called Ted Healy and his Stooges. Brothers Moe Howard (Moe) and Shemp Howard (Shemp) were later joined by Larry Fine. Shemp left for a career in feature movies (notably as trainer Knobby Walsh in the "Joe Palooka" movies, as well as numerous Abbott and Costello films and along side W. C. Fields in The Bank Dick ), and brother Jerome Howard (Curly) took his place.
Curly suffered a stroke in 1946 and Shemp left his own successful career to return to the trio. Shemp himself died of a heart attack in 1955.
Throughout their career, Moe was the heart and soul of the troupe, acting as both their main creative force and business manager. It was through Moe's investments and foresight that Curly and Larry were able to retire financially, as they were somewhat spendthrifts in their personal lives.
ERGO - I SUBMIT THAT MR. PEE-WEE ED IS REALLY -
NONE OTHER THAN MOE - THE TRUE BACKBONE OF THE TRIO!
COITANLY ...
NYECK - NYECK -NYECK ... TK ...
Be always safe,
Karen
Jasmin Horst
Blessing to the Wilderness Guides! ~~ Micke
Or did Edvard steer you wrong??
:)Christine
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
I said fisherme? in bear's land, do you forgot Jersey calling that big monster in the woods for Rufuz?
I should tell the truth!!!!
Edvard the Elder