a Miss. story

I was in my 1965 tang--mustang to you all.. anyway I picked up a drunk to be nice --- as I was headed to go see a miss. teenage girl. I knocked off my muffler so I stopped in what thought was only woods around the highway. So as I was doing this someone barefooted and one in boots both in overalls and chewing days work appeared. So I stood up and said hi. why are you around here said the oldest one. UHHHH going to see sally -- and I pulled my muffler off- I will leave as soon as I get the muffler which was veryyyy hot back on... Nope he said no you will leave now. OOOOK -- that is when bare foot got between me and the car -- Not looking good and getting worse. You are not from here. No sir I came to see my grand paw and go see what's her name. Who is your grand father? Oscar Jenkins-- married Maudie? Yes sir--- son help your cuz fix his car. Yall want some tea? BTW the drunk dove out of the window and ran off as he knew what was coming -- having kin really matters -- Durant Miss. Hope that was not a repeat.