As you might infer, my sister the ex-mayor's wife does not suffer fools gladly. She would much rather make the fools suffer for daring to be fools.
Hick has been known to be a fool. Consequently, Hick must suffer.
Perhaps I've let it slip, though trying valiantly to conceal Hick's little peccadillo...that he is sometimes not telling the whole truth when he passes on his wisdom. If he thinks you can't prove him wrong, he sometimes goes too far.
We were all eating our free breakfast at The Sis-Approved Hotel on the second morning of Casinopalooza, going over our casino route, when the battle royale began.
"Hey, Sis...have you seen them signs on the highway? About the prison?"
"No. What signs? What prison?"
"Oh. I guess it's past where you go for the casinos. It's somewhere around Miami. I guess on the other side, where you don't go that far. There's a prison there. They even have a sign about picking up hitchhikers: People Walking Along the Road Might Have Escaped From Prison So Don't Pick Them Up."
"No way that was on a sign!"
"I kid you not. That's what it says."
"How could people read it before they were past it?" Sis gave Hick her best teacher stare. Chuck Norris himself would have withered in her gaze.
"Well...yeah...but that's what it meant!"
Let the record show that after Casinopalooza gasped its last breath on Sunday morning, Hick and I hit the road for Norman to visit The Pony. Along the way we saw that sign:
HITCHHIKERS MAY BE PRISON ESCAPEES
I sent Sis a text with the actual wordage.
"I can see that fitting on a sign easier than the quote Hick said was on there."
"Maybe you've noticed...you can't believe everything he says."