Well I got my bag o’nuts in the post and my new bartending certification in my wallet . . . . and celebrated my 47th birthday with friends wandering around a redneck mecca called Outdoor World. Trust me if you get the chance GO there, it’s a more ridiculous afternoon than mocking people at Walmart. I swear, there are more animal corpses in that one store than live ones in my entire town.
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