I’m a little late getting this Dayle-ism out. We were texting back and forth on her recent trip back to Georgia. Dayle knows that I love White Lilly flour, which you can only get East of the Mississippi, and she was at the grocery store picking some up for me when I got this text message…
“Ok I gotta go. I’m in a grocery store and I’m sweating”
Which equals, I’m annoyed and hot.
Too funny!
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