Monday, September 26, 2011
My Sweet Tea Conversion
That's disgusting!" I cried aloud.
My children came running in wondering what all the commotion was. "Ma, what's the matter?," my son asked. "I just drank the water out of the tap and I think there is a sewer line crossed or something...I'd better call the sewer authorities," I said.
So, i looked up the telephone number and called. I was connected to a lovely lady, whose calm, southern drawl soothed my needy spirit. "Hi There! I'm calling because I just drew some water to drink from the tap at my sink and it smelled like rotten eggs and tasted even worse! Am I going to die? I think I've been poisoned!," I cried.
"Ma'am? Youd from the north, aint you?" she asked. "Well, yes, yes I am, why?" I asked.
She kindly informed me, "Shuga, don't you know our watah will growd hair on your chest down here? That's why we'd drink Sweet Tea!"
And, thus; I have seen the light and been converted! Thank you to my Water Authority Angel. Thank you!