As many of those far-flung Ramblers followers may have noticed, the website has been renovated, and in the parlor, stories of the "adventures of a jug band" have been promised. Actually, stories of the Ramblers have been around for sometime.
In dark corners of the Internet, often through underground counter-revolutionary servers in the mainland, which can only be accessed by having counter-revolutionary software that is unavailable in most of the world, a lot of Muddy Basin Ramblers fan-fic can be found. I can't post the links here for two reasons. One, it would be counter-revolutionary and two, we are now involved in high-powered legal battles trying to get the rights to all of the stories. (That way, when our movie deal comes through, we won't have to worry about continuity problems that may arise in the sequels or prequels).
However, dear readers, I can provide a few snippets from some of them. But you should note, these are not official Muddy Basin Rambler products and they may not be safe for children or pets. Use at your own discretion:
"Peering over the tumbler of whiskey, Slim knew that he had to figure out where Thumper and Steamboat were, but the Captain hadn't called in for a long time, and the ice in the cooler was melting faster and faster...."
"Fog settled in as the Ramblers started to sing. Their voices only brought in more of that obscuring fog, but the harmonica cut clean, and the fog began to clear...."
"Dr. Huguley smiled as he listened to the recordings. It wasn't what he had expected, but it would do well enough for the plan at hand...."
"If you could have seen him, you would have thought he was sleeping or dead, but no one noticed him. No one could have. He had blended into the plush red sofa in the far corner of the room. Some may have seen the slight, sharp movement of the head--up maybe a centimeter, and then a glint in the eye as it looked out under the brim of the hat. In one movement, the trumpet case was open..."
"'We may look like gentleman [sic] but...'"
"Captain Dave looked around the stadium shaking his head. The lear jet had done much more damage than he had expected."
"The Sandman whipped out his sax. The beams of the laser sights lit up the floor around his feet with an eerie glow. He knew he needed to do something or a rain of teflon coated lead would fall on the stage...."
"With only ten minutes to go, the city was arriving too quickly. The Ramblers knew things were going way to fast. In one motion, they all started to chuck all of the instruments into the back of the bus. All the while, the interior of the vehicle began to shrink slowly...."
"The tap shoes were starting to heat up and the sparks began to fly. Then the roar of the washboard erupted forward and the Ramblers all stepped up...."
"The Basin filled up with joy and happiness...."
Well, that's all we can give you now, but keep your eyes open for more. The adventures are always just around the corner...when you're in the Muddy Basin!
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