Welcome to Dixie Drive, the main drag through that little town up the road. Make a right or left onto any side street and who knows what or who you might come across. These folks are as unpredictable as a squirrel in the street on a hot summer's day and they don't care what you think about it. They're not hurting anybody, (except maybe themselves). they're just playing their cards with the hand they were dealt, so stand back and we'll see what they come up with next. The folks near Dixie Drive might reside in some backwater southern town and some of their weirdness may be particularly "Southern" but don't kid yourself, this is Small Town America: the same animal from Portland East to Portland West. Woof!
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margueritem
said, 2 months ago
We’ll just butter your butt and call you a biscuit.
Three Steps Over Japan said, 2 months ago
“Chew me up and spit me out.”
Rich Powell
said, 2 months ago
@margueritem
Hahaha!
Notsoastute said, 2 months ago
Soon he’ll be jammin’
mshefler said, 2 months ago
Wait a minute. I was a doughboy in the war and this is what I get?
le-roy said, 2 months ago
Came back as a fully sentient biscuit? Probably a dumb scone in its previous life.
Krazy Ig Katz said, 2 months ago
Could’ve been worse—could’ve been grits.