I'm a little embarrassed it took some city-boy preacher to get a project like this going in our own town," Jack said. "We should've been on this. We start for Christmas right away. And then we get going on holiday baskets for next year in July. And, Hope, don't be throwing any of your old weenies in the basket." "You never know who's in the mood for a weenie," she said with a sparkle in her eye. "I would give anything to see the inside of that mausoleum you live in," Jack muttered. "It's filled to the ceiling with little cans of cocktail weenies," she said. The
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