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Intro message about jody. This is the page where people can share memories, stories, condolences etc. Clicking on the post item or read more will take them to the post
Possum ipsum y’all reckon fiddleback gravyboat hushpuppy holler, bless it twice and bury the spoon. Catfish shuffle in the moonlight, molasses logic on a Tuesday, coonhound dreams stitched to a broken screen door.
Biscuit-laced lumbago musings with sweet tea drizzle, toe-tappin’ through a memory barn full o’ stories.
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Well, I’ll tell you what, sugar — bless your heart for even tryin’. Ain’t no use rushin’ a slow-cooked stew, just like there ain’t no sense in skippin’ over the good parts of a story. Mawmaw used to say, “Let the biscuits rise and the truth settle,” and I reckon she was right. We’ve all got a little... Read More
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Well, I’ll tell you what, sugar — bless your heart for even tryin’. Ain’t no use rushin’ a slow-cooked stew, just like there ain’t no sense in skippin’ over the good parts of a story. Mawmaw used to say, “Let the biscuits rise and the truth settle,” and I reckon she was right. We’ve all got a little... Read More
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Well, I’ll tell you what, sugar — bless your heart for even tryin’. Ain’t no use rushin’ a slow-cooked stew, just like there ain’t no sense in skippin’ over the good parts of a story. Mawmaw used to say, “Let the biscuits rise and the truth settle,” and I reckon she was right. We’ve all got a little... Read More
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Well, I’ll tell you what, sugar — bless your heart for even tryin’. Ain’t no use rushin’ a slow-cooked stew, just like there ain’t no sense in skippin’ over the good parts of a story. Mawmaw used to say, “Let the biscuits rise and the truth settle,” and I reckon she was right. We’ve all got a little... Read More
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