I don Burger
But I remember back before interstates completely took over everything
when 180 287 380 and 36 were major arteries
I mean when people drank while driving and littered
there sat on the outskirts of most every little town
a Q shack
in a real shack
where sliced Brisket or Pork was served between bread with an onion slice
and a big pickle
and sailors
That is SAILORS SIR you bunch of wogs
seek
"Heaven on Earth with an onion slice"
So, OP has a point.
But I remember back before interstates completely took over everything
when 180 287 380 and 36 were major arteries
I mean when people drank while driving and littered
there sat on the outskirts of most every little town
a Q shack
in a real shack
where sliced Brisket or Pork was served between bread with an onion slice
and a big pickle
and sailors
That is SAILORS SIR you bunch of wogs
seek
"Heaven on Earth with an onion slice"
So, OP has a point.
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