Welcome to Rumbel Strip Vermont, I'm Erica Heilman. Today, a show from my friend Larry Masets

soon to be released podcast, Lick the Crickets. This story is called Aunties. Welcome. I'm on T. And this is Aunt Lille, one of us short and stout, the other quite opposite.

One fair, one dark, both musty with penciled in mustaches and the stodgy good breathing of

cauliflowers, couldn't tell us apart when we were living. I start now now we've been dead all these years?

B's the retired librarian.

Lil drove a school bus unless it's the other way around.

And neither B or Lille had a morbid fear of constipation,

judging by the enema bags hung everywhere.

In case of emergency?

Well, we could discuss that, but we're never going to discuss that.

You visit so rarely?

That's have fun!

Let's plunk out hymns on the little upright, bringing in the sheaves,

though it sounds less sour when we roll up our sleeves

will carry me back to old Virginia.

Speaking of which, do you have any idea what a little country town?

Speaking of witch, do you have any idea what a little country town thinks two spinsters setting up house together?

Nothing is what? Mutually devoted would be thinkable-ish.

Crazy and love since they first laid eyes on each other in kindergarten, obviously not.

Well, the word lesbian, if heard it all,

seems to refer vaguely to something some people did once in New York.

Though not here, possibly stayed up late.

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