Speaking of ding-a-ling, Dotsie's cell phone started ringing. The band stopped playing, the poker players stopped in their tracks, Lynn stopped untangling her hair, JJ picked up her crown off the floor, Chatty put her Spam-covered spatula down, and a hush fell over the room as everyone stopped to listen in on the conversation. Dotsie's face radiated joy as she answered, "Oprah, is that really you? You want me to what?" She hung up her phone, walked over to the microphone and said, "Guess what ladies, I'm..."

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