Bring on steam train, Hooterville

Bring

on steam train, Hooterville

Well, I wish this

place was

Hooterville. You know, Steam train, Petticoat Junction,

Mr. Drucker's Store, three girls naked in a water

tank.... It don't get much better than that (the steam

train, I mean)!

Frankly my dear, I don't

give a hoot! Bring the Hooters on for all I care.

Personally, I will not be going there, but it's not my

place to limit what we can or cannot do. I hardly think

allowing a Hooters will be the springboard for a strip

joint.

On the other side of the

coin, not having a temptation available is the best way

to prevent temptation away from the Lord's path.

There is no doubt in my

mind that my teenage son would at least go to see what

all the hullabaloo is all about. I would trust him that

it would not lead to worse things.

On the other hand, a parent

never can (or should) be 100 percent sure that it would

not adversely effect the hormonally driven mind of a male

teenager.

I still want to go to

Hooterville one day, for the train, of course.

Robert J. Duncan Sr.

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