Any morning that you pull into work to the strains of Hank Williams, Jr. singing “If Heaven Ain’t A Lot Like Dixie”, you know it can’t be but just so bad.
“…just send me to Hell or New York City, it’d be about th’ same t’ me.”
Ya’ll have a good day.
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