Now you boys might have heard me speak of tha HEN, my BW or otherwise known as my wife. I mean no disrespect callin her tha hen, cause she acts like an ol mother hen, a little nerve rackin at times but otherwise I think I found a keeper.
Tha Miss Ann Morgan Johnson and I been married 41 years come this June. I am blessed she has put up with me fer that long. I tell ya boys, at one time she coulda killed me at noon sattidy on tha courthouse square an there wouldn't have been a jury in Texas that woulda convicted her. Thats Texas boys, where tha jury's doan like to keep folks in prison if'n tha can kill em.
Miss Johnson became MRS. Close June 1, 19and63. She turned 19 on June the 30. She was in the sophmore year of college and finished in 2 1/2 years. Started teachin fore she could vote.
Tha Lord gave her great wisdom but left out a little judgement when he set her up with me. I am blessed by her, an so is most folks in her presence. She has been a rock, saw me thru a whole lotta stuff til I met the Lord.
Still all that said, she can be a hen.
Blessings