'These crisps were with your daddy when he was shot down over HanoiHe hid them in the one place he knew he could hide somethin'. His ass. Five long years, he wore these crisps up his ass. Then when he died of disentary, he gave them to me. I hid them up my ass for two years.
And now, little man, I give these crisps to you...'
(And now, little man, I give these crisps to you...'
Squid Ink should be stored upright in a cool, dark place,
Tue 15 Apr 2008, 16:18,
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