Which House Hottie Is Buried in an Avalanche of Cloth? | yohana
Gather round, chillun, and I will tell you a tale of how things were back in the old days. Back then, we were all alone in God's country, child, with just a log cabin between us and the fearsome Sioux. And the winters was fierce. And if your grandmother wanted coffee, she had to put on all three of her calico dresses and bundle up in her oilskin coat lined with the hide of a buffalo that your grandpappy done killed hisself with a fist full o' buckshot. And she had to walk uphill both ways just to get that coffee, child. And don't you ever done forget it.
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