My Mom’s Best: Fried Corn Inside The Cast Iron Skillet. Post author:Toicher Times Post published:September 9, 2023 Post category:Uncategorized Share this:Share Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on X (Opens in new window) X Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email You Might Also Like My Last Great Memory Of A UPS Driver: I Was Inside His Home Here In The State Of Georgia. I Sat Down On Their Sofa While The Nice Man Who Was A UPS Driver Sat On The Carpet Indian Style. I Was Waiting For My Bowl Of Oatmeal That His Wife Was Cooking. That’s The Last Good Memory I Had Of Him Relaxed, Calm, Cool And Collective. Shortly Afterwards, The Baby Was Born She Was Crawling & Standing When They Took Their Vacation. Sadly, The Family Had Gotten Enough Rest But For Some Strange Reason, The Spirit Of Sleepy Came Over The Wife Then Their Was. A Fatal Accident. The Father & Infant Went On To Glory. At The Funeral, Their Were Two Caskets And Their Heads Were Swollen So Large It Looked Like A Small Luggage. I Hate That Image In My Mind Of The Two Of Them At The Funeral. He Was Faithful, Handsome, Healthy While Taking No Medication, Excellent Credit With A Mortgage That Was Paid On Time. I’m Still Broken By The UPS Driver I Once Knew From Church. He Was A Compliment TO My Race. HAVE A BODACIOUS AND MIRACULOUS DAY! January 8, 2024 A White Woman Gave Me A Ride To My Niece House After A Prayer Walk June 10, 2022 GENIE: I HAVE NEVER DONE WITCHCRAFT OR COMPETED WITH ANY TYPE OF MAGIC. THE FIRST TIME I SAW A GENIE MACHINE ON THE ASPHALT WAS AFTER I PARKED THEN WAS HEADED TO PIEDMONT PHYSICIANS FOR AN APPOINTMENT WITH MY DOCTOR. BY THE WAY, I’M GUILTY OF BEING SEXY IN A SHEER ALL OVER WITH A LEOTARD IN A GENIE OUTFIT IN THE 90’S WHILE ON MARTA. WHEN I GOT OLDER AND BOUGHT A BRAND NEW CAR, I WOULD RACE THE MARTA TRAIN ON I-20 ON THE WESTSIDE. I HAVE A BODACIOUS AND MIRACULOUS DAY! January 19, 2024
My Last Great Memory Of A UPS Driver: I Was Inside His Home Here In The State Of Georgia. I Sat Down On Their Sofa While The Nice Man Who Was A UPS Driver Sat On The Carpet Indian Style. I Was Waiting For My Bowl Of Oatmeal That His Wife Was Cooking. That’s The Last Good Memory I Had Of Him Relaxed, Calm, Cool And Collective. Shortly Afterwards, The Baby Was Born She Was Crawling & Standing When They Took Their Vacation. Sadly, The Family Had Gotten Enough Rest But For Some Strange Reason, The Spirit Of Sleepy Came Over The Wife Then Their Was. A Fatal Accident. The Father & Infant Went On To Glory. At The Funeral, Their Were Two Caskets And Their Heads Were Swollen So Large It Looked Like A Small Luggage. I Hate That Image In My Mind Of The Two Of Them At The Funeral. He Was Faithful, Handsome, Healthy While Taking No Medication, Excellent Credit With A Mortgage That Was Paid On Time. I’m Still Broken By The UPS Driver I Once Knew From Church. He Was A Compliment TO My Race. HAVE A BODACIOUS AND MIRACULOUS DAY! January 8, 2024
GENIE: I HAVE NEVER DONE WITCHCRAFT OR COMPETED WITH ANY TYPE OF MAGIC. THE FIRST TIME I SAW A GENIE MACHINE ON THE ASPHALT WAS AFTER I PARKED THEN WAS HEADED TO PIEDMONT PHYSICIANS FOR AN APPOINTMENT WITH MY DOCTOR. BY THE WAY, I’M GUILTY OF BEING SEXY IN A SHEER ALL OVER WITH A LEOTARD IN A GENIE OUTFIT IN THE 90’S WHILE ON MARTA. WHEN I GOT OLDER AND BOUGHT A BRAND NEW CAR, I WOULD RACE THE MARTA TRAIN ON I-20 ON THE WESTSIDE. I HAVE A BODACIOUS AND MIRACULOUS DAY! January 19, 2024
