going to alabama

...so we went to the convenience store on Christmas Day in Georgia to pick up a six pack of beer to take back to the motel after a Christmas day meal of chicken fried steak at IHop because no other restaurant was open in the whole danged town and the lady said we can't sell you any beer on Sunday but you can get it in Alabama & you can get there in 20 minutes so we skedaddled to Alabama and sure enough right there within a few feet of sanctified Georgia was a store selling the devil's handiwork & the fella said I'll put that beer in a bag for you and I said I don't want a bag and he says it's the law to put it in a bag and I said I'll put it inside my coat and he said the police will love that and he put it in a bag and we drove back into Georgia with our sin hidden in a plastic bag and all was fine with man, the law, and God and verily it was Christmas and we were content...