Where's My Cuppa Tea??

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: *yaaaaaaaaaawn*  

: Oh, my goodness gracious!  What an awful night I spent last night.  No sleep whatever!  Every time I'd start to drift off to dreams of my sweet Benton, the most awful racket would start up out back and wake me up!  Such bangings and hollerings goin' on as I've never heard before!  It almost sounded like the ruckus was coming from MY corn crib.  If it hadn't been such a chilly night out, I'd-a put on my shawl & gone out to check right then, but I just couldn't bring myself to get out from under my beautiful, made-by-Miss-Katie, quilt.

: As soon as I fix myself a cup of hot, strong Earl Grey tea, and have a nice bite o' grits 'n' grease for breakfast, I'm heading out that way to see what's what.  Hmmmmmmm...it almost makes me wonder if that ol' Scallywag, Simon Girty, might be back in the area.  Maybe I should take some vittles out with me, just in case!

: *yaaaaaaaawn*  *streeeeeeeeeeeetch*

: *slurp!*
: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!  That's good!

: Miss Marcia


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