My cousin Darryl done got himself a TV repair shop now and he said it's got something to do with some sorta dynamite objects or cascading
bedsheets or something, don't make no sense to me. I slapped it once or twice but I guess I might need to go to the Radio Shack and
get some more of them orange light bulbs to put inside. Anyway, if you wanna buy something you'll have to come see us, or e-mail it to
email@example.com but I ain't none too good with that e-mail stuff so y'all
gonna have to wait for my other cousin Darryl to print it off and read it to me. And these phones out here ain't none too
good neither so it might be a while.
I guarantee you will find our
Fine Cottage Cheese and Related Apparatus so tasty and delicious
you'll be hurtin' for more. Anifyaint, I'll buy it back from ya, at half the
price! Whether it's our half-gallon tubs for snackin' or our World Famous
55-gallon drum of cottage cheese, you'll be lickin' out the last drop!
So come on over and buyya some today. It's good! I guarantee it.
That old hussey Lucille Clement done gone 'round town tellin folks our
Fine Cottage Cheese ain't really no kinda cheese at all, and that it got
bits and pieces of snake fat mixed in. Ain't true, but word done got 'round
anyway, so ya know what? Y'all can go buy y'all's cottage cheese someplace
else! And don't y'all believe her! I think she the one that done gone and
killed that old preacher man across the bridge anyway. She'll have her day
of judgement before The Lord, yessiree. Y'all look out for this woman!
She ain't got a lick of sense no way. I once went over her house to
drop off some Fine Cottage Cheese and our Amazing Value 250-Pack Mailbox
Reflectors with Bonus Matching Tie Tack and she slammed the door right in
my face, said she ain't ordered none this and to get off her property.
Thou shalt not refuse delivery on dairy products, Lucille. That's the 16th
Commandment. Learnt me that in church last Sunday.