On the road, Larry kept askin’ about the girls, while I was more worried about maybe gettin’ some beer from Bobby Lee, the town drunk. Now, like I said, I’d never seen the girls, but decided to help Bill out by sayin’ things that were probably true about anyone. Things like, they have real nice personalities, they really like drive-in movies, they have good smiles (this one came back to haunt me), and they are lively. When Larry asked Bill about his date, he told Larry his girl had a smile as big as the Mississippi River. I had double dated with Bill before and he had good taste, so I wasn't very worried, but I should have been. Actually, if I had known what I was going to face that night, I would have doubled the beer order from Bobby Lee.
Once in town we went by Bobby’s place and he got us a six pack of beer along with a couple pouches of chewin’ tobacco. That and a woman is all a redneck man needs to be happy, ‘less it’s grits and coffee in the mornin’s. Bobby took his usual cut, a gallon of wine that cost us a dollar. But, Bobby always did have expensive tastes. We soon had the beer in a metal washtub iced down.
Then it was off to the drive-in. At the entrance gate it was two dollars a carload and it made me wish, in a way, that we’d brought the whole hay haulin’ crew. Then again, maybe not this night, after all, we were girl trollin’. We drove around the parkin’ area and soon found the girls. Bill got out and brought his and my girl over to his car. His girl was very pretty and had a nice shape too. I guess my date was all right, except for her moustache. I was trying to grow a beard at the time, but I shaved it off later that same evening. Why? Well, when I realized it would be years before my facial hair was as good as my dates, I just lost all motivation. Plus, I found out later that she chewed a bigger wad of ‘bakker than most men did.
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