Mr Whipp And His Fashion Fax Paus
Meet the Whipp’s, and their Chris Craft on the Indian River. Bob Whipp was a lawyer in Lansing Michigan and loved his summer place on Indian lake. So much so, he had gotten a very stylish Chris Craft that could accommodate family and friends. On this special trip Bob, and Marge Whipp, took a young couple, Butch and Carol Jones out for a wonderful July 4th weekend ride. The Whipp’s and Jones got along great.
Now as the story goes, this is of course Indian Lake folklore. Carol was a model in Detroit and a little bit of a smart mouth. And while out on the boat waiting for the fireworks, Carol mentioned that it’s either suspender’s, OR a belt. Well Bob Whipp by this point had , had one to many Scotch’s and well. Being a lawyer, quipped back, Carol, I don’t recall ever reading a law on that subject. Oh boy, Marge, by now was a little relaxed on one too many Gin and Tonics, says, Carol, if he doesn’t wear the suspenders his pants fall down. And on that, Bob drops his pants. This is something Bob did to get laughs, The family called it Getting Whipped.
Oh boy, Butch at this point starts laughing so hard he chokes on a cocktail wiener and blacks out. This of course all happened so fast and the fireworks were going off, so no one noticed. Sadly Butch died, and in an effort to gain readers the local News Paper wrote a headline to attract readers. An early variation on the term Click bait. “Man Dies Chocking On Weiner After A Being Whipped.”
And if you want to make up your own click bait headline you can actually own the image from here on ebay.
Yup, real life can be stranger than life in the movies.
Is it April 1st already? My how time flies!
You really got to stop drinking your breakfast Matt
Dont knock it till you try it.
Wonder if when Matt was in school, there were calls from the Principle’s office to Matt’s parents, about his “overactive imagination”.
Matt, you are getting your rivers and lakes mixed up.
You need a time out.
With the postcard from Lansing, MI, I’m suspect of Indian Lake.
Looks like the picture was taken in front of the Pinehurst Inn on Indian River, MI, looking west.
Now, I’m not saying Mr. Whipps and the entourage aren’t just pulling up for drinks and dinner at the Pinehurst…….but the balance of Matt’s story fits because if it was the 4th of July, Fireworks would have been a short distance out to Burt Lake that evening.
Choking on old wieners. What a terrible way to go……….:-)
Reminds me of the day we were expecting a visit from a cabinet level VIP at our government office. We were told to look sharp. One guy comes in all dressed up with a belt AND suspenders. The joke of the day was that ol Dougie didnt want to get caught with his pants down.
Dam it, I knew it was Indian river, dang you Gregg you have me focused on the lake
Greg and Murdock:
I was told once by a Texan that you never ruin a good story with facts.
Indian Lake, Ohio / Indian River, Michigan — Same difference in WoodyBoaterville.
Agreed Troy and so true.
Why screw up a good story? Just ask any of the 24hr. media outlets……….!
She must be from the Indian Lake Tribe…? That would explain why a 5 foot deep puddle, with stumps, creates so much interest……
I like your choice of Indians, or native Americans Whatever is PC Troy.
Where do I put my boat in?
I think it interesting that there has been no discussion about the boat. Its it what it appears to be….or not?
If those are suspenders, where is the one on his left side?