The Dukes Of Hazzard
Boss Hogg, after having finished an absurdly large lunch in the back room of the Boar’s Nest, looks out the window at Bo and Luke Duke in the General Lee doing doughnuts in the parking lot before driving away. “Those Duke boys have been a thorn in my side all day long!”
Sheriff Rosco P. Coltrane walks over to the table of dirty dishes an tenatively replies, “Well, Boss, I did see you drop a deep fried chicken wing bewteen your ample stomach and the chair during breakfast. Maybe that’s what is causing your discomfort.” Rosco tenatively reaches in to extract the piece of food, but before he can get close enough Boss Hogg slaps Rosco’s hand with a large butter knife.
“Get away from me you idiot!” Boss Hogg yells as he starts to twist and squirm in his chair. After a few absurdly strained attempts Boss Hogg finally grasps the wing and immediately starts devouring it.
“Well, that did help a little bit,” Boss Hogg admitted, “but I still want to get rid of those Duke boys once and for all. We need a plan, Rosco.”
Rosco thought for a minute and then replied, “What if we planted something on the Duke’s farm to make it look like they were producing illegal drugs?”
Boss Hogg thought about it for a moment. “I like your thinking Rosco, but there is no way we could convince the honorable Judge Buford Potts the Dukes are dealing drugs. Buford Potts and Jessie Duke have been fishing buddies since they were both little kids.”
“Dang it!” Rosco yelled. He looked over at his assistant reading some type of legal book. “Enos! Stop reading that comic book and help us take down the Duke family!”
Enos looked up and said, “Well, golly, Rosco, I was just reading about new legal developments in Civil Asset Forfieture. We don’t need any proof to take all their stuff, we just need a suspicion that they are doing something bad, like growing Mara-wa-hanna on their farm. We could even ask for Federal assistance.”
Boss Hogg smiles and yells excitedly, “This will get those Dukes out of Hazzard county!” as small pieces of chewed up chicken wing land on Rosco’s clothes.
The next day a squad car and Boss Hogg’s white Cadillac drive up to the Duke’s house. Rosco, Enos, Boss Hog, and a Federal agent step out of the vehicles. The entire Duke family storms out of the house. Uncle Jessie yells, “What is the meaning of this? We haven’t done anything wrong and you know it.”
Boss Hogg prods Rosco, who pulls a paper out of his pocket and starts reading, “Jessie Duke, you and your family have been accused of growing, transporting, and selling maraijuana. All of your assets and personal belongings are now legal property of the Hazzard County Sheriff’s Department.”
Uncle Jessie is infuriated. “Just wait until Judge Potts hears about this. This little plan is going to backfire on you Boss Hogg.”
Rosco turns to the Federal agent. “You see here, Mister, uhhh….”
“Smith,” the agent replied.
“Mr. Smith,” Rosco continued, “here is what happened. My assistant Enos was performing surveillance on this farm a few nights ago when he observed a large number of marijuana plants growing behind the chicken coop.”
Daisy piped up, “You mean when Enos was snooping around trying to watch me take a shower with his night vision goggles?”
Everyone looked at Enos as he looked down awkwardly at the ground making small circles in the dirt with his right foot.
Boss Hogg broke the silence by explaining, “during the observation, Enos was detected by Miss Duke. She obviously applied her womanly abilities on him in order to obtain details of the upcoming raid.”
With an odd blank look on his face Enos stared off to the distance and said, to nobody in particular, “I want to see Daisy’s womanly abilities….”
Rosco interrupted Enos, “which is how they managed to remove all the evidence before the raid!”
Everyone started arguing at once. After a minute, Agent Smith spoke up, “I’ve heard enough!” He reached for his two-way radio and gave an order. A minute later several unmarked black Suburbans drive up and helicopters land behind the barn. Heavily armed agents dressed head to toe in black clothing start swarming the area.
Two agents tip over the chicken coop. A few run into the house and come out wearing pairs of Daisy’s cut off jeans. A team of agents run towards the General Lee with welding equipment. Sparks start flying and the agents are giving each other high fives when they get the doors to open and close correctly. The crew from MTV’s “Pimp My Ride” go after Uncle Jessie’s old pickup. They paint it, add 10 television sets, and drive it away.
Rosco hooks up the General Lee to the back of Boss Hogg’s Cadillac. The Duke family is standing in front of the house not knowing what to do. Boss Hogg gets behind the wheel as Rosco and Agent Smith get in the back seat. As Boss Hogg pulls away with the General Lee, Agent Smith starts playing a guitar and sings:
Framed the old Duke Boys
For growing pot by the barn
The best Hazzard ever saw
They evaded the law since the day they was born
Daisy’s got some nice curves
Bo and Luke look good too
That should help when they are broke
On the streets begging for food
Boss Hogg wanted them out
But he didn’t know how
That is until the feds gave the
Fourth Amendment a bow
So no more good Duke Boys
No more General Lee
Crushed by abuse in a system
They couldn’t even see