Well I splained about yerself being the King of al l Mississippi and she kinda wondered why it hadn't made the newspapers, but she chalked that up to rural lag, news traveling slowly. Last I heard she had dropped the phone and was running for the door yelling "Dorie!! Dor-IEEWEE!! You'll NEVAH GUESS what mah boy has done!!!". Then I heard the screen door slam. Then there was a snuffling and slurping sound -- kinda like a dog makes when he pokes you in the ear, ya know?-- and what sounded like teeth on Bakelite, and the connection got cut off. But I reckon she was purdy happy. I'm glad she has a big dog, though...

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