It’s funny what your adult brain thinks of when it wants to reminisce. Mine took me back to summer trips my family would make to Weatherford, TX. Just after you get off I-20 in Hudson Oaks, there is a restaurant, R & K Cafe. I don’t remember if this is the exact cafe, or what the original name was, but my memory is of the sign that hung over the door going to the kitchen. Here is my best recollection:

“Seville, dar dago. Tousand busses inaro.
NOJO, dems trux.
Summit cousin, summit dux.”

Being a child prodigy (chuckle) I knew exactly what it meant. And so did my father. But he also liked a good joke. So, he copied it down and took it to some coworkers to see what they thought. Dad worked for the City Of Dallas, and had quite a few Dallas Police Department friends. He took it to the ones that were supposed to be good at deciphering. Amazingly, dad’s friend did not know it said: “See Willie, there they go. A thousand busses, in a row. No, Joe. Them’s trucks. Some with cows in, and some with ducks.”

Now I want a chicken fried steak.