I don’t care who I am I’m just glad that I am!
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Tipper
Overheard: snippets of conversation I overhear in Southern Appalachia
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Tipper,
I want to wish Chitter and Chatter
the best for tomorrow’s concert at
Young Harris…Ken
That is a good one! I overheard two older gentlemen the other day at the local resturant. One asked the other how he was doing and the other responded that if he were any better there would be two of him!
I’m very curious about the context of this comment – does give one pause for thought and puzzlement.
I am who I am! Thanks for reminding me!
The opening for the shows for
the Pressley Girls should be-
CRAZY ARMS.
They sing it beautiful.
Charles
toot, toot
I yam what I yam and that is all that I yam!
~I’m Popeye the sailor man, toot, toot~
I agree completely, I am glad who I am!