The coffee smelled good, and the sound of the rain was friendly now.”
Yur gettin’ soaked, Pard. Get in here out of the rain; yuh don’t have the sense God gave a goose to get in out of the rain. Didn’t yur Ma teach yuh any better?
Ooops, sorry, I just found out that terms like “goose” cayn’t be used no more. Beats me how all of this came upon us all of a sudden like. Well, if yuh know, don’t spill the beans. Better be careful, there might be a bean-lovin’ group out there.
Say, but did yuh smell that coffee when yuh came in? Ahhh, for a few seconds, makes a person put the cares of the world aside. Now I don’t want to get politikin’, but seems like most folk are this days, but I’m scratchin’ my head tryin’ to figure out how these mini-minorities get so much publicity. I know we’re a republic, but that is a form of democracy, and I don’t care what type of democracy you have, the people are governed by the consent of the people. They’re not govern by the mini-minorities.
Told yuh the coffee was good this mornin’, don’t worry the pot’s right here. Listen those folk aren’t goin’ to steal my bacon from me, I’m goin’ whole hog. Sip yur coffee, while I simmer down but this ol’ world is in a tail-spin. Reckon it cayn’t be too much longer for the good Lord to be a-comin’ back to get us. The demons are gettin’ louder and bolder. Are yuh ready for what I read yesterday? Some college professor, remember that’s one of those folk that teach our kids, said that God raped Mary who was just a teenager. Lord, have mercy… But, pard, let me tell yuh what, those things aren’t goin’ to spoil my Christmas.
Sorry, didn’t mean for it to cause yuh to snort yur coffee. Let me fill yur cup again, then yuh can drink it down and be about the business of the day. Coldspring is supposed to be havin’ some doin’s today, if the rain didn’t cause a change in plans. I’ll be sure before mountin’ up that I check my cinch.