I remember as a kid tagging along with my Dad and our neighbor for opening day dove hunting, somewhere in Denton county.
The neighbor stopped at a convenience store to get some beer, crackers, and a donkey dick. At the time I was puzzled, until I realized it was the summer sausage.
Later in life I had to 'unlearn' the name of Brazil nuts...
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Well, sure.
I remember as a kid tagging along with my Dad and our neighbor for opening day dove hunting, somewhere in Denton county.
The neighbor stopped at a convenience store to get some beer, crackers, and a donkey dick.
At the time I was puzzled, until I realized it was the summer sausage.
Later in life I had to 'unlearn' the name of Brazil nuts...
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