Take a small town in southern Alabama, and a young lady, just slightly out of step. Add gnarly family trees, entrenched traditions, and everyone living with skeletons in their closets - welcome to Gallagher. There one will find an extraordinary cast of insane characters. And, it could only happen in the South.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

You know? Uh, No.

These are the phrases of the day:

  •  . . . and so forth and so on
  •  . . . and what have you
  •  . . . you know
To be honest, I don't. My mother has this new habit of never competing her sentences, which is mildly annoying. Not only do the tales get taller, but they are never finished. So I have developed a habit (which annoys her) of responding with, "No, I don't know", or "What do you have?" After some sputtering on her part, she will give me this "How dare you question me?" look. But I hold pat. After some more sputtering on her part, there is a standoff, and she wins with the "I'm your mother and I said so" card.

I'll never know the rest of the story.

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