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To: Jacques Chitte who wrote (42892)	11/27/1999 4:22:00 PM
From: Ish	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 71178

Dear Jim Bob, So you gots you a new handle at the univarcity, Lather huh? The eats was ok but theyd been better iffin we could have katched the shoat. He knowd sompin was up and stayed in the brambles till after supper. We did have a nice batch of roadkill stew made with many meets, some not even spoilt much. The skunk added a real taste. Ma needed help afixin dinner as she got kicked by the mule lookin fer eggs in the mule pen. They warn't no eggs. The dogs done et all the chickens last week. Mas gimpin and says her hip hurts. If she ain't better next week wes takin her to the free clinic. Yer sister Mary Joe wernt no help as she hurt her back hoin. No not hoin like she were jailed for last year. She were hoin in the victual plot out back. Iffin she ain't better next week wes takin her to the free clinic in town. Yer brother Joe Bob got to runnin with some bikers and went south to get rich. Hes stayin at a place called Raiford down in florida. He musta paid a lot of rent up front as hes staying thar 20 years or so. Pa ain't doin so good. He was cuttin hay in the back 40 and rolled the 8n. He knowd that tire was goin bad in 19 and 70. Tractor is ok and wes goin in to get a new tire. When pa got throwd he broke his drinkin flask and it cut him up. Dont know if hes hurt worse by the bleedin or the loss of the whisky. Iffin he ain't better next week wes takin him to the free clinic. Buryd grannie last week. Mary Beth got herself knocked up agin. So did yor cat. Billy Bob

To: Jacques Chitte who wrote (42892)	11/27/1999 7:21:00 PM
From: jpmac	Read Replies (2) \| Respond to of 71178

Dear Jim Bob, Don you bein' listinin' to that fool brother of yourn. I ain't no more dead than I was last year. His mind ain't right since that batch of shine he drunk up there with the Wheeler boys. White trash sorry lot. So you's pickin up citified airs, boy? Yer granma can still aim her shotgun so don be thinking you can strut round here. As to that city girl thing your making time with, you don't be going and knockin her up, boy. I tried to tell yer ma about these things, but would she listen to her own ma? No sirree and lookee at her and the mess of you'n. Trojans is what they's called and don be letting yer manhood go out without one. You git em at the drugstore. If'n yer granpa's hadn't abroke I'da married Joe Willy when he got home from the war. My, child, how handsome and smart he was. I'da be livin in Atlanta now in a big fine house instead of that hussy Honey Lamb. So you listen to yer granma, boy. An what kina stupid name is LR? Love, Granma