I said, “Sure, Earl, have a seat. What’s buggin’ ya?”
He said, “Father, I’m havin’ trouble sleepin’ these says … and when I do sleep, I dream the most confusing dreams. Why, the other night I dreamed I was a teepee.”
“You heard right, Abouna. I dreamed I was a teepee. Not only that, the following night I dreamt I was a wigwam.”
Yep. One night I dreamed I was a teepee, the next thing ya know I’m a wigwam … and …”
I believe you’re too tense.
Ha! Get it? You’re two tents!
Earl looked all confused for a second; he squinted his eyes and studied me.
Y’all, let me tell ya … ol’ Earl ain’t got much of a sense of humour. That big ol’ boy bounded right outta that chair, lifted me up against the wall and said, “Listen here preacher man, I ain’t scared o’ you, I been to jail. Why, I oughta knock some silliness outta that noggin’ a yours!”
Then, he started calling me “Honey” …
He said, “Honey …
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