The South is Near….
There once was a mom…
who dreamed of Bo-Berry biscuits, and cajun fries, and chicken,
and sweet tea so sugary you could rot a tooth on one sip….
And then that mom took her kids on a trip to Union Station….
Where she saw this sign in the Union Station food court.
So, she paused for a moment listening to angels rejoicing in heaven, and she thanked the Good Lord for being so gracious as to bring a Bojangles to DC just seven blocks from her house.
And then she prayed a little prayer reminding Him that she had also requested a Chick Fil A, a Krispy Kreme and also a Target to come to Capitol Hill. You know, just in case He forgot.
Because the prayers of a righteous man do availeth much.
So, dream with me tonight of Bo Berry biscuits and cajun fries…
And rest easy knowing that my dream will soon become a reality.
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--- of you have no idea what a Bojangles is, then I am so sorry.
I will pray for you tonight.
--- if you think Carson was just wearing that shirt… he was. Wearing it yesterday, and the day before, and probably tomorrow. Thanks mom… He loves the Frog Lake Shirt.
-if you are concerned that I might die of a blocked artery from eating too much Bojangles, do not fear. It’s all in moderation.
I probably won’t even eat there once a month... but just knowing it is there will be a comfort.
