One (yes, there are many even for a town our size) of our local "gentlemen" establishments offers weekly themed entertainment. As I was driving by yesterday, I noticed that this week's dollar store special was Cream Corn. Most minds might find themselves wandering to a visualization of participants sloppin around in a tub, but all I could think was that would be the night I would use a vacation day; imagine the places the little kernels would be at the end of the night. Oh, that is the point?
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snort.. haha
farmers are strange people. doesn't it hurt?
uh uh.... i'd rather not think about it.
Wow. I thought I'd seen everything.
um, I know where corn USUALLY ends up
and I'm totally sure I don't care to see where other's does.
This strikes me as maybe "someone" tried out for the "rasslin'" team, and "someone" didn't make the cut. Sour grapes, indeed
I used to 'report' on this very thing every week. I quit when I saw dogfood rastlin'. I lost the will.
Not being a lady, I don't really know...but wouldn't you get some serious infections in a serious place if things go where they shouldn't go?
that's just NASTY!!
Don't knock it 'till you've tried it....
After I read this post, I talked to a bartender there (I randomly met someone who worked there....bizarre!). I brought up your blog and she said the food item varies from week to week. Interesting!
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