At dinner last night Papa T. was relaying the story of how he almost choked to death Sunday night. It seems he took a large pill without any water right before going to bed. Some time later he awoke choking on the pill. The gagging went on for what seemed like forever, and Mama J. couldn’t hear him from the den where she had fallen asleep in a chair. He said he reached the point where he literally thought he was going to die or as he put it, would “meet his Waterloo”. And the first thought that flashed through his mind as he prepared to meet his maker?
“Damn, I’m gonna miss that UK game,” he said.
I laughed so hard I almost choked on my creamed corn.
In honor of National Coffee Day let's enjoy a few early autumn images! - It's time for me to enjoy my daily afternoon coffee. It also seems like the perfect time to post a few images I shot this past Thursday while up north o...
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