So as I was cooking tonight using the last pick of jalapeños, they were smoking, like haz mat hot! Our road runner crashed the party. Not sure where he lives but he has been hanging around. I took my belt off the other day as I was soaked thru and thru. Tossed it on a church pew we have on front porch and he came to see the “black snake” thought he had dinner but alas it was just my belt. Made me reminisce about another Road Runner we captured out in a nameless piece of desert in a far away place, long long ago, Once upon a time. Long story short after he perished we tied his wings behind his back, blindfolded him, and then somebody stuck a cigarette in his beak. We dangled him over our water buffalo, trussed up Shall we say. For those that do not know, a water buffalo is basically a canvas sack with a couple of water spouts in the bottom for drinking out of, you tilt your head up, push button and get some great warm canvas water! In this case with each passing day the Road runner got bigger and bigger and bigger in the desert sun. We may, or may not have, had a board to bet on who he busted on while drinking. To say the odor was over powering is an understatement. But a Marine has got to drink water and stay hydrated right? It was getting super dicey and we were all spreading our hydration events farther and farther apart. Then one shiny hot summers day our OIC (Officer in Charge) decided to leave his AC hootch wherever that was, and glad hand with his minions. Lo and behold he got thirsty, he commented upon the stench of our AO as he looked up showing solidarity drinking (likely first time ever) from water buffalo. Then he laid eyes on what can only be described as one very swollen, super funky smelling blindfolded Road Runner above his head, He blew a gasket! The results and aftermath were not in our favor! Here is our resident Road Runner, in Jodis window!
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