Ah, c'mon y'all.....poor OFG won't even be able to read her own journal.
Better turn the discussion back to where in the heck are those rotting pig heads now?
* OFG happily walks up to front porch, fresh from town and getting new shoes, sees AL's box of placenta wine, turns and walks away *
Kai: Titan, why is momma laying on the ground puking?
Ti: She's a tender vittle, little one, she's a tender vittle
Kai. Oh. Well, puking is good, right?
Ti: Sure is... we'll just wait until she is done.
Kai: Do you think we should ever tell her what we did with the pig heads?
Ti: Nope. Thats our little secret.