Cletus and Zeke in Catahoula Parish

Cletus and Zeke were working a second shift gig in Catahoula Parish, Louisiana.

While driving to work they noticed that the utility company was replacing many of the utility poles. Warmth, humidity, hurricanes and termites make pole replacement an never ending task.

Zeke, who was smarter than he looked...sometimes, had figured out how to put items on the local craigslist.

One evening, while driving home at 2:00 AM, Cletus and Zeke stopped and put three of the utility poles scattered about the ground into the back of the Dodge truck. It was a heroic chore, but through brute force, pry-poles, winches and many cuss-words they were able to secure the poles in place even though the tips dragged on the ground.

They had to be careful once they got back to the campground because they could not put the truck in reverse due to the dragging poles. They parked the truck beside the tent.

They were rudely awakened by a masculine voice at 9:00 in the morning.

"Are you Mr Cletus Fedewa? the deputy asked. Clearly the deputy had run the plates.

"Yeah. Why?" Cletus yawned, stretched and scratched.

"That your truck?" the deputy asked.

"Yeah."

"Did you put those poles on your truck?" the deputy asked. The deputy had followed the drag marks in the pavement and then the dirt road.

"Sure. I don't see what the problem is. Lots of people use those old pole for fence posts and the like." Cletus said as he became more awake.

"That may be so, Mr Fedewa. But most most folks don't take the new poles."

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