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We rode solo to Gibsland, La, yesterday. about a 285 round fun trip.
The little southern Louisiana town is where Bonnie and Clyde were
ambushed in 1934.
Facing the west sun coming home was pretty bad.
Thanks to our Garmin we found Panchos to eat some good Mex Food, in
Shreveport.
That's all I haveta say about it. Gentlemen the fact is; ‘that I
ride’,'dont mess around on NGs as often as some....I
ride.....hotdamn.ass.shoot.craps. <g>
Mr. JayTFuss........

 

Can you actually use the term(s) "Panchos", and
"good Mex Food" in the same sentence? <g>



We rode solo to Gibsland, La, yesterday. about a 285 round fun trip.
The little southern Louisiana town is where Bonnie and Clyde were
ambushed in 1934.
Facing the west sun coming home was pretty bad.
Thanks to our Garmin we found Panchos to eat some good Mex Food, in
Shreveport.
That's all I haveta say about it. Gentlemen the fact is; 'that I
ride','dont mess around on NGs as often as some....I
ride.....hotdamn.ass.shoot.craps. <g>
Mr. JayTFuss........

 

--anonymous ax..?
JayT...Can you actually use the term(s) "Panchos", and "good Mex Food"
in the same sentence? <g>

=======LOL. Anoymuss... I know what you mean, atleast I understand that
we are probably the only ones in Bowie county that liked our
Panchos......not even any of our family.
The darn place only lasted about 10 years here, and closed
down...dogGone&Shit.
We're the oddities of our family, in many other ways, as you can
probably imagine <grin>
For instance, not one other friend or foe, or family member would ride
down south Lousiana to see a durn twobit Museum, like Hunni and I did.
That's why we rode ass by our selves.
We've about decided we like being by our selves on the road, dont have
to worry ass about when and where to durn stop, and where ass to eat....
LMAO, Bill Walker style.
my best...JayTkana

 

True story....


Back in '70 / '71 we had a Ponchos just
up the road from where I now live.

A lifelong friend of mine, temporarily on
break from college, would call me to go.

So, we'd appear at Ponchos and attempt
to eat everything in sight. These were the
days when it was common to encounter
a wait line just to get in.

We're standing in line behind a couple of
other young guys like us, when one turns
to the other and says:

"You wait, when you get outta' here you'll
say **** you Poncho, but you'll be back".

We almost died laughing.


And, I never really understood why it was
spelled "Pancho". Must be a south-of-the-
border thing.

 

==========thank' so