The Importance of a Mother-in-Law

I camped one night in December near a nova ho hogan or hut Just call it hut sure is this still out of Colorado. Oh The night was bitterly cold and a sharp piercing wind but happening to walk over to the hut Is this a mother-in-law writing this? He's like excuse me. We'll beg oh She was decrepit and bent with age and so feeble that she had fallen from sheer weakness Jesus so he's like disgusted in her hands. Yeah Mind if I do my tense call In her hand she held a few bits of sagebrush which she had been collecting to make a fire And as she revived under our Our administration she muttered bez-caze