[DolliMoans]

Hello fellow ladies of Jesus,

I come with a sudden soggy situation that needs remedying with some savvy improvisation. I made a last minute run to provide fresh wieners for Lloyd's quarterback win fest for his minor football league, and it seems I grabbed a freeze burnt bundle at the bottom of my fridge at the last second.


Anyway, Mr. Johnston the coach, currently manning the BBQ is p-i-s-s-e-d. I knew any job involving meat was too big a load for a woman like me to handle. I need sharp thinking now - me alone can't do it all, but the brain power of multiple ladies just might produce some ingenuity that comes quickly to one man.

Please gals, I can't let our sons eat rancid meat, lest they falter on offense for the next season, and bring shame to our county and God.


1 Corinthians 8:1313 Wherefore, if meat make my brother to offend, I will eat no flesh while the world standeth, lest I make my brother to offend.