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I made what I swore to myself was the last trip to the store yesterday to get more batteries and water. As soon as I entered the store I heard the stentorian raspy voice of Miss Netty, a local eccentric (some people cal her Miss Nutty.) This woman must have been born with a megaphone sutured onto her vocal cords, because you can hear her all over the store.
Miss Nut-Uh I mean Miss Netty-had cornered somebody in the canned vegetable aisle and was saying "The Lord destroyed the wicked cities of Sodom and Gomorrah with fire, but with his breath he blew a great wall of wind and water against New Orleans and destroyed than sinful city. He's not finished with that wicked place yet--he's gonna send this hurricane (Gustav) and wipe them out. Yep, they're in for another blow job."
I was in the checkout line, and the cashier and I were chuckling when Miss Nut-I mean Netty came in line behind me, looking for someone else to pounce on and preach to. I ignored her, which she didn't like. Out in the parking lot, she glared at my car (A Honda) and frowned "This is not even an American car, is it?"Â I could hear her thinking "this sinful person is in for another blow job too." Isn't it nice to know God has a personal spokesman right here in deep south Mississippi?
susil
