There are few '80s evening television shows that stuck with me. I watched Remington Steele (and got scared witless, but that's another post.) I watched Knight Rider but who didn't, right? You totally got out the tape recorder so you could record the sound while you were gone, right? No? Damn. I didn't think my brother and I were that weird.
Our total favorite was The Dukes of Hazzard. It was an unhealthy obsession that traveled long into college. My nickname was Roscoe. As in P. Coltraine. If you don't get it, then you need to just bypass this post. Coo Coo!
With a theme song written by THE Waylon Jennings, it has to be an awesome rednecky show, right?
Daisy had a sort of unhealthy and strange relationship with her cousins. There were way too many celebrities heading through Hazzard County. Coo Coo!
There were a load of detours on that show, too. It's amazing that such a small town could be found on such a major highway with so many detours! Coo Coo!
I love The Dukes of Hazzard. I can admit it. It's unhealthy. I have email addresses related to the Dukes. I have Christmas ornaments related to the Dukes. I have issues.
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