A funny story

[Butch Lambert]

I had asked Henry Ambrose to pick up some powder to get to Mickey's so that Jackie or one of the other guys could bring it back to Texas. Kevin Hovis kindly offered to meet him on the Interstate. The following is what happened.



Hi Butch,

I have your keg of powder but it missed getting a ride to Alabama.
Kevin Hovis from Indiana sent an email at the last minute saying he
could help but it went wrong. Turns out he left me the wrong phone
number so we missed each other. I laughed all afternoon about it.

Best,
Henry

Read the email I sent Kevin explaining what happened:

Hi Kevin,

I bet you are wondering why I didn't get back to you about picking up
the package here on your way to Alabama. The number you sent me
belonged to some lady who had an answering machine with a pre-recorded
message. I had no way to know this so I assumed it was your phone and
left my message about meeting at the interstate, carrying this package
to Alabama and giving it to the Texas crew. Well, about 1.5 hours
later I got a call from a police officer who was checking up after the
lady called them to report the suspicious message on her phone. At
first I had no idea what he was talking about, then started laughing,
then stopped when I realized it might get serious! I guess I convinced
him I was OK and that no big drug deal was happening.

Thanks for trying to help.
Hope you shot well.

 

[HovisKM]

Sorry about that...I had room but my fingers typed in the wrong last number on my cell and I didn't have a number for henry. The whole weekend kinda went the same way....did fine until it came time to close the agg....didn't need a moving backer to verify five shots on any of my last targets in each agg. Started out fine and just couldn't close.

At least none of them federal agencies with letters came knocking. And think....I was going to ask butch if I could borrow them sifts he's got but I'm probably out in the cold on that now...darn it.

Kevin Hovis