For some reason I’m having trouble finishing sentences. The last few conversations I’ve had today have ended with my mouth moving, words coming out of my mouth that mean who knows what.
Me - Ok, we appreciate your work in this ministry area.
Them - Glad to help, see you later.
Me - Cude.
What? Cude? What does that mean? Where did that come from? A solitary event perhaps had it not been for the tail end of this conversation.
Me - Did I send you something?
Them - No, I guess not, I think we just talked in generalities.
Me - Ok, I can put something on paper and send it to you. It will take me a couple of days.
Them - No problem.
Me - sas got em.
What? sas got em? I’m laughing right this very minute because I have no idea why I said what I said or any idea what I said. It’s as if the spirit of Robert Tilton has invaded the tail end of my conversations. If anyone has a clue please let me know because right now I’ll I can say is Cude, sas got em.
