sorry. false alarm. i really just wanted to nail down the topic heading before Billy Joe swagged it.
ok. now that that's done, what do we talk about?
i love it when Jeff grants me the miracle of hot fresh biscuits after my morning prayer,
"OH Jeff! By thy hand does the Pop'n'Fresh Pop. By thy will does the Bis Quick.*
i pray you granteth me the gift of hot flakey goodness, that i might slather it in butter and honey, as thou willest.
So let it be written, so let it be done;
Hot buttered biscuits for every one.
Amen.
* sorry. it's late, i'm tired, it was all i could think of.
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