Tough decision

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Any conversation with my hillbilly co-worker is bound to involve some good stories, but the best always come from a family visit. There was the sordid tale of his brother hitting a possum to get it to play dead, carrying it around the pool hall and leaving it on the table to wake up, and ultimately getting questioned by the police for shooting it in the middle of the road. But my favourite bit was from his granddaddy's funeral on Good Friday:

"He was saying, 'If Otis were alive today, there's one thing he would want to say to y'all, 'Choose Jesus! Choose Jesus, choose Jesus.'' I was like, if pappaw were alive today, he'd be sayin' 'Choose Old Milwaukee!'"