Ditto
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A Christmas gift I received with a “Caution.” Apparently, these come from the male bourbon - bourbon balls...
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Happy weekend .........
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Most common pickup line at a gay bar...
“Can I help you push in your stool?”
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It’s that second blast which always gets you...
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I was out running errands this afternoon & didn’t feel like cooking tonight so I swung through Church’s Chicken. For one of my sides, I ordered fried okra. When I got home I was afraid to eat the okra - no telling what’s going on back in the kitchen...
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For one of my sides, I ordered fried okra.
That's about the most fucked up thing I've ever heard from you.
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That's about the most fucked up thing I've ever heard from you.
Tripod and his fried okra ~> FTW
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That's about the most fucked up thing I've ever heard from you.
Uh, you live in SC & you don’t like fried okra?!?! WTH is WRONG with you?!?! Excellent food. I lived in SC when I was serving on the nuclear sub. Used to raise my own okra there.
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Uh, you live in SC & you don’t like fried okra?!?! WTH is WRONG with you?!?! Excellent food. I lived in SC when I was serving on the nuclear sub. Used to raise my own okra there.
Dude. Maine. MAINE. That shit don't grow north of the Mason-Dixon. I am not responsible for the regional gastronomic tendencies in the locales where the Navy decides to send me. And, I am not required by the UCMJ to conform, either. Now, you want to talk about lobster, blue crab, biscuits and gravy, crawfish, gumbo, or any of those other cultural delicacies I have assimilated, I'm all for it. But in this case, you're as wrong as 3 fat boys in a hot tub. Know how I know that? @sideseatdriver 's father is from New Orleans, and even he don't eat that shit.