:) Nobody EXPECTS “pretty” at this age—unless they’re in Hollywood; but I laugh at them more than they can scoff at me. ;)
Preacher is talking about enemies at the rostrum... He's fired up. Asks if anyone in the congregation doesn't have an enemy....
Everyone is silent, but a hand slips up on the third row.. Miss Annie.
The preacherman is flabbergasted, and says "Miss Annie, come up here and tell the congregation how that it is you don't have any enemies".
The geriatric crowd helps Miss Annie to her walker, and shuffles her up to the podium....
She leans into the microphone and says...
"I outlived all them bitches"...
/johnny