Truth is tough sometimes. Twould be nice to have that planned.My wife and I were having a PIcnic in the parsonage yard with M.Fred TAylor (Now RIP). In North Missouri folks eat C arp, they sell it in stores believe it or not. A lady of the church had given Bro TAylor a fresh C arp, filleted. Sis Tayor had cooked it like she would Perch. WE had just sat down and M. Fred said, Lord help me this is terrible. I tasted and agreed. Just a minute later the Sister walked up, How's the fish? I am a brave soul. I got up from the picnic table and said, I am going in and get more slaw, and in my mind I said and throw this fish away.M. Fred finally said, Sister we must have let it spoil this is bad.Without getting mad the sister said, YOu probably cooked it wrong.Imma tell you C ARP cannot be cooked right! But my pastor did not lie! Some facts but mostly just my
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