Bear News Beartown News

MAY 1, 2001

HUMOR

YOU KNOW YOU ARE FROM BEARTOWN WHEN:

Your idea of a traffic jam is four cars waiting to pass a tractor on the road.
"Vacation" means going to Burlington for the weekend.
You measure distance in hours.
You know several people that have hit moose more than once.
You often switch from "heat" to "A/C" in the same day.
Your grandparents drive at 65MPH through 3 feet of snow during a raging blizzard, without flinching.
You see people wearing hunting clothes at social events.
You install security lights on your house and barn but leave both unlocked.
You think of the major food groups as deer meat, beer, fish, and berries.
You carry jumper cables in your car and all passengers know how to use them.
There are at least 6 empty cars running in the parking lot at the Beartown Market at any given time.
You design your kid's Halloween costume to fit over a snowsuit.
Driving is better in the winter because the potholes are filled with snow.
You think sexy lingerie is tube socks and flannel pajamas.
You know the 4 seasons as: Almost Winter, Winter, Still Winter, and Construction.
It takes you 3 hours to go to the store for one item even when you're in a rush because you have to stop and talk to everyone in town.
You actually understand these facts and tell them to all your native Vermont friends!


WHEN PA IS SICK

When Pa is sick, he's scared to death
An' Ma an' us just holds our breath.
He crawls in bed an' puffs and grunts,
An' does all kinds of crazy stunts.
He wants Doc Brown, an' "mighty quick,"
For when Pa's ill, he's awful sick.
He gasps an' groans, an' sort of sighs;
He talks so queer, and rolls his eyes.
Ma jumps an' runs an' all of us,
An' peace an' joy is mighty scarce...
When Pa is sick, it's something fierce!


DID SOMEBODY SAY
BEARTOWN

 

WANT TO BUY A HORSE?


THE GENERAL STORE

A Beartown farmer was digging a ditch when his shovel handle broke, so he drove down to the General Store to get a replacement. The owner listened to his needs and then spent twenty minutes rummaging through the back room of the store. At last he found a handle that matched the broken one.
"How much?" asked the farmer.
"It's $3.25, but I can't sell it." said the storekeeper.
"Why not?"
"Well,
this is the only one I have in stock, and I have to keep it in case somebody need one."


WHEN MA IS SICK

When Ma is sick she plugs away;
She's quiet, though, not much to say
.
She goes right on a-doing things,
An'; sometimes laughs and even sings.
She says she don't feel extra well;
But then, it's a kinda spell.
She'll be all right tomorrow, sure.
A good old sleep will be the cure.
An' Pa, he sniffs and makes no kick,
"For women-folks is 'always sick!"
An' Ma, she smiles, lets on she's glad;
When Ma is sick, it ain't so bad!


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