The Great Jerry Reed Is Gone

Great Music & Great In Gator.Born In Atlanta
In 1995 I was living in the mountains of Malibu at R,s house with DTM. Our cat
Shandie (1st) was the type of cat you never had to feed. She would catch a mouse or a bird & usually leaving a nice portion for us. She also didn't really have a kitty litter box. She would just go outside, sometimes on the roof but usually in the wooden box planters outside. Her shit looked like dark brown small tater tots.
DTM & I kept late hours & found an infomercial on at 4AM. The host was Jerry Reed. He was selling some kind of magic fish bait that promised to catch a fish. The strange thing was that this bait he was selling looked exactly like Shandie's shit.
DTM was convinced Jerry Reed was sneaking into the back yard & harvesting the (bait).
EAST BOUND & DOWN
1937-2008