That Time I Preached a Sermon in Finger, Tennesse

Jimmywayne Ford
Nov 5 · 5 min read

I ain’t kiddin’

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Did I ever tell you about that time I was mistaken for a preacher and was pushed into preachin’ a sermon?

It happened like this. I was livin’ in Finger, Tennessee at the time. I ended up there ’cause of my buddy Blakely.

We were between jobs and he asked me to come with him to his home town. He wanted me to meet…

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Jimmywayne Ford

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Grizzly old cowboy here shootin’ the breeze. If you wanna chew the fat with me, write me at jimmywaynef@gmail.com

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