When we moved back south from New York City at Easter time I felt sorry for the ham stores. So I went in to get a ham for our Sunday dinner. Maam, do you have a reservation? Me, Uh, no. All we have left are the butts. I guess well take one of those. As we left, there was an armed guard. I asked the guy, Do you get a lot of ham rustlers around here? Maam, youd be surprised. Welcome back to the south. The land where pork is protected by weaponry.
Posted on: Sat, 19 Apr 2014 01:05:44 +0000
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