everything you've heard is true...

I dunno but the hot dogs here dont taste the same.


no one ever knew! all they'd give you was wry grins that told you that they felt good about themselves because the yankee was confused and bewildered by their southern nonsense. it was maddening!
 
no one ever knew! all they'd give you was wry grins that told you that they felt good about themselves because the yankee was confused and bewildered by their southern nonsense. it was maddening!

lmao, you need to be southern to get most of anything going on in the south.
 
They were a pair of annoying cunts for sure.

i love how when you watch their videos now it's just so damned obvious. i mean they lip-synced along with vocals that weren't even the ones they were supposed to be pretending to sing. how did we not know?
 
and i'm still convinced that boiled peanuts only exist to make yankees want to vomit at the very thought of their existence.

I love hot boiled peanuts. I would get them when I went to the Jockey Lot.

Oh and the fresh lemonade and freshly fried pork rinds.
 
i do miss the really hard and crunchy pork rinds. cracklins. those were fucking good.
 
and i still say jockey lot instead of flea market. i have no idea why. i just know it confuses the hell out of everyone including myself.
 
I have always called the flea market a jockey lot even if I was going to a different one.
 
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