Originally Posted by
Jackie Wilson
GARBRECHT WAS A COLLECTOR OF ALL THINGS EXPENSIVE FROM LUGERS AND SMITH AND WESSONS TO FINE CARS.PRIDE OF PLACE WENT TO A WHITE FULLY RESTORED LIKE NEW 1950'S 'VETTE, WHICH WAS KEPT IN HE GARAGE AND ONLY USED ON A SUNDAY WHEN IT WAS NOT RAINING. ONE SATURDAY MORNING ABOUT 3 AM, G.G. GOT A PHONE CALL FROM THE FON-DU-LAC POLICE H/Q. ---ER MR GARBRECHT ARE YOU THE OWNER OF A WHITE 'VETTE --REG NUMBER XYZ TTTTI ETC GG. SAYS YEAH!!WHY ------WELL SIR WE JUST ARRESTED THIS JOYRIDER WHEN HE RAN YOUR CAR INTO A DITCH, IT'S NOT TORE UP TOOOO BAD, AND IF YOU COULD COME AND COLLECT IT RIGHT NOW IT WOULD SAVE A WHOLE BUNCH OF PAPERWORK. GG HOT FOOTS IT DOWN TO FON-DU-LAC, STORMS INTO POLICE H/Q SPITTIN FEATHERS , WHERE THE HELLS MY CAR , WAIT TILL I GET MY HANDS ON THE SCRAWNY LITTLE S--T THAT STOLE IT. DUTY OFFICER LOOKS ACROSS THE COUNTER AND SAYS "WHAT THE HELL YOU TALKING ABOUT"? GG HIGHTAILS IT BACK HOME ,LOOKS IN THE GARAGE AND SURE ENOUGH THE VETTE IS STILL THERE UNDER THE DUST SHEETS--------HE STOPS THINKS A MINUTE AND GOES TO THE TELEPHONE IT;S NOW 4AM. DIALS AND YELLS INTO THE PHONE PRUETT --------YOU SUMBITCH [NOT QUITE SURE ABOUT THE SECOND WORDS HE USED SOUNDED LIKE MOTHER TRUCKER MAYBE A DISTANT RELATION TO SISTER THERESA] I'LL GET YOU FOR THIS!!!!!!!! PRUETT WAS SAT ON MY BED ROLLED UP WITH LAUGHTER, TEARS STREAMING DOWN HIS FACE. HE SAID "TROUBLE WITH GARBRECHT , HE HAS NO SENSE OF HUMOUR" LATER THAT DAY ,GERRY GILBRAITH, PRUETT AND ME WENT TO SEE "THE MOUSE" DISNEYWORLD HAD ONLY JUST OPENED AN WE ENJOYED ALONG DAY THERE, DROVE BACK TO PRUETTS HOUSE AND IN THE DRIVEWAY WAS A MOUNTAIN OF SAND AND GRAVEL, ABOUT 20 TONS OF IT THE HOUSE PHONE WAS RINGING AS PRUITT LOOKED AT GERRY AND ME AND WHISPERED ----------THE BA*#^RD
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