Last Friday we went to McKinney Chapter Clubhouse for their Steak Night. Bob Haas cooked up some of the tenderest, thick and juicy steaks I’ve ever put in my mouth.
If you haven’t figured out already, bikers don’t like to be outdone by anyone, even if it’s a fellow brother. Bikers are among the most competitive, never-say-die human beings I’ve ever known and it sure is nice when you’re close enough to reap some of the benefits of the spirited tendencies they display. . . like cooking steak, for instance. Yummm!
Of course, there were baked potatoes with all the stuffing, pea salad and one of the best mess of beans I’ve ever eaten. The conversation was just as good as the food and we laughed until our sides split.
We heard entertaining biker stories and then I had to tell the one about Snoopy being a church ‘Husher’.
As you can imagine, Snoopy is Snoopy, no matter where he is or what he’s doing. There’s no pretense in him at all so he doesn’t wear biker clothes to biker events and then change to church clothes when he goes to church. There is a patch that a lot of Christian bikers wear on their colors that states ‘These Are My Church Clothes. If a church decides they want the biker to find a different church to attend, just request him to wear his court clothes to church – he’ll leave your church – no problem.
When a quite large church in Dallas approached Snoopy about being an ‘usher’, they asked him if he owned a shirt with a collar (they would provide the sport coat). Snoopy retorted “Sure! I have court clothes.”
The next Sunday morning, Snoopy appeared at church wearing his shirt with a collar. The other ushers asked him, “Where’s your tie?”
Snoopy responded “TIE? You didn’t say anything about wearing a tie. Don’t push it!”
One of them found a ‘clip-on tie’ and gingerly re-approached the issue. Snoopy wore the clip-on and entered the usher phase of his life.
Now, you’ve got to realize, Snoopy can’t abide a squalling youngster during the sermon – especially when the parent won’t take them out so everyone else can hear. He got to the place that when that happened, he would walk over close to the fussing child and stare at the child and its parent with his ‘showing all the white around his eyes’, glare. You would be amazed how many children quit crying immediately – and that’s how he got the title ‘The Husher’.
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