Bubba be Back, almost…

Clem is worried sick about his pal Bubba. Since that yankee gal done put a hart hurting on our hero, Bubba, Clem has fretted for his friend.

Theys friend, the scuba man from Sorysota, FL, rung up Clem this here morning and telled him of a fishen tournament for handicapped chillen that was going on in Sorysota. He was a wondering ifin Clem and Bubba would come down and hep on the boat what he donates every year for them chillens. Clem said that theys would be there fer sure.

Clem tells Bubba 'bout it and to his dismay, the gentile giant readily agrees to go and hep. Ya see, Bubba done got a big heart, even if that sucker be done trampled by that yankee gal, and will always hep someone in need. And crippled up chillen needs hep more than jus about anybody.

Bubba even wonders ifin he should fetch along a couple hundred of them greasy chili dawgs from the Varsity for the event. Clem says what the heck, he is so happy that Bubba is showin signs of life again.

Seams that theys Sorysota, FL, friends boat is one of the biggest ones at the tournament and therefore they can fetch along some of the more physically challenged folks what are in wheeled chairs.

Clem's granny done invited them down for Sunday supper. Clem figgers that will be the ticket for ole Bubba. They hope in the Vette and head off to LA, that be Lower Alabama, for you ignert yankees. Bubba and Clem done been in the big city of Atlanta for so long that theys forgetted that the folks in LA don't talk the same English that the Atlanta folks do.

They arrives in the lil town of Speedtrap, AL, just outside of Montgomery, about 30 a past 4. Granny telled them not to be late for supper. She done gone all out on this here supper. She been slaving over the stove all day long. She even took to sweating and got kinda a stink about her.

She brung out the fancy dishes too. Trouble is she ain't got 3 plates what be the same. The Piggly Wiggly done run out of the same pattern and Granny dropped several of them good plates and broke em in a zillion pieces when her dogs run her down one night trying to get at the left overs. But she did have them good jelly jars for ice tea glasses. She even had the matchiong silverware what she stole from the Shoney's up on Main Street. Granny figgered weren’t nuthin too good for the boys.

They was gonna start with a fresh Polk Salad with bacon Greece and leavins for dressen. Of course them jelly jars were filled with fresh "Georgia" Tea ( even ifin theys in Bama ), you know the kind what is so sweet that a case nickel will a float on top. The main course was Possum dumplings and roast Armadillo. Theys had fresh fried okra, stewed maters, collard greens with fat back and some pipin hot corn bread.

Granny sayed Grace and then Bubba and Clem both commenced to ate like theys on the way to the chamber. Weren't gonna be no leavins for them mangy dogs that Granny kept around fer protection.

Desert were a fresh blackberry pie and more sweet tea. Bubba wondered what the poor folks was ateing tonight.

This here good Southern mean done got Bubba back to hisself again. He almost done forgetted about that yankee gal what braked Hissen heart. Almost. He did love her still.

They drived Clem's Vette back to Atlanta and yapped about them crippled chillens and going fishen with em. It sure will be good to get back to Sorysota, FL.

TO BE CONTINUED