Listen, whoever you are. I know BufordP. BufordP is a friend of mine. Airman, you're no BufordP.
"She ain't so bad. She ain't so good."
Ain't no way BufordP would ever say that about anything or anyone.
. . . and I'm tellin'
Someone is using my friend's screen name.
LOL! You know how long it took me to type "She ain't so bad"? It was tough.
I think he's been watching Army of Darkness and is being influenced by Bruce Campbell.
LP, you seem to think that the real BufordP has been kidnapped, but maybe this is the kinder, gentler BufordP?
I happened to mention a riddle to Buford in connection with a problem that I was having in transporting people and things at conflicting times. I said that my problem was like the farmer with a fox, chicken, and bag of corn.
The riddle is as follows:
A farmer has to get a fox, a chicken, and a sack of corn across a river. He has a rowboat, and it can only carry him and one other thing. If the fox and the chicken are left together, the fox will eat the chicken. If the chicken and the corn are left together, the chicken will eat the corn. How does the farmer do it?
Buford immediately solved the riddle, the right solution. The old Buford would have said that the farmer should use the boat's paddle to pound the fox to death, problem solved.
The way BufordP posts about Ellen Ratner reminds me of Senator Orin Hatch talking about his good friend Ted Kennedy.
If Buford starts admiring Alan Alda, we'll have to do an intervention.