Praise the Lord and Pass the Tater Salad

Sang with the girls this morning at one of those out-of-the-way, country church Saturday summer festivals that features a display of souped up classic cars, dead animal carcasses tacked to a wall, a dunking booth and all the tater salad your heart can stand before you collapse with a coronary.

The singing part was fun. As for the rest of it... I guess you just had to be there to appreciate it. The grown man dressed as Tweety Bird was probably the highlight for me.

God bless America.