Herbie And The Hillbilly hya bubba
bin redin lotta stuff kummin outa passadeena bout changin the doctorns. maks a fella think. ev sanc the big chirch bustup evbuddys skampern rown startin nu little chirchs. evbuddys bin sains as how thar chirch is rite an all tuthern ar rong. evbuddys talkin bout the ole tismint an nu tismint. how ones ded an tutherns live. sum say keep the sabuth tuthers say yu don haf to. hoop de du.
watsa fella to du? my ole pappy used to say son iffen yu ev meet a preechar er a travlin salsmun on the rode keep yer shurt kolar butend an yer han on yer walet er thail strip yu of both. bin redin bout all the big salrees these preechars bin gittin an I think my ole pappys rite. they bin livvin hi offen the hog--mak thet hi offen the cow. one chirch blu the bujet. no problum. jes hit the brothen up fer mor do. yep my ole pappy was rite. maks a pursun almos wanna be a babtust agin. you kud eat pork and the preechars wernt so hoggy. mak thet gredy.
we hadda babtust preechar wons. giv purty gud sirmuns too. one wuz bout the rite rode an the rong rode. he gav a sampul uf wat he ment.
seems lak ole farmur jones hadda bull he led outta the barn ev marnin cross the ralerode trak to the paster on the tuther side to graz all day. ev evnin he led him bak cross the trak to the barn to sleep all nite. he did this fer a long tim. one marnin as the farmur timpted to led the bull cros the trak the ole bull sat smak dab down twixt the traks. he bown and detirmnd he aint gonna muv.bout thet sam time a trane wissel blu rown the bend. ole farmur jones screemed at him. the ole bull wudden muv. he kikked shuvved and puled the bull. the ole bull wudden muv. he kused and beged. the ole bull wudden muv. wen the the bull spide the trane pere rown the bend he stud up on his hanches put his hed down and snortud and pod the gravvul. he bowned he gonna stop thet trane. he let outta big bellar an ran at the trane ful galop with his hed down. the farmur jumped offa the trak an the trane past fer 5 minets.
aftur the trane past by ole farmur jones went to see wat hapen to his ole bull. he looked all rown. not too much lef. a tale here, a hed thar, an ovur yon a cuppla huvs anna horn. the rest of him wuz throwd 50 yards inna cornfeel.
so wen the babtust preechar endid his preechin he giv the morrel of his sirmun. he sed you ken tak the rite rode to salvashun er be lak thet dum bull an tak the rong rode to damnashun. ya no bubba with all these chirchs hollern and skremin at eech uther an preechin diffurnt gospuls, peres they don no wich rode to tak. if they don wach out, they gonna be run ovur by thet trane.
yer ole pal
luke
(korn likkers gittin lo. hows yer suply?)
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