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Early morning light shining through a jar of pickled eggs is a thing of beauty. When I bought these at a local convenience store, the woman working the register said, "I'm glad I'm not going to be around once you get those inside you."
To which I replied, "Honey, there's a lot of women who are glad they're not around me, pickled eggs or not."
Yes, it's a bit slow here in the midst of the Iaconelli armada this morning. One observer just left, saying, "I think I'm fixin' to go show him how it's done. I think he had a bite on that first spot he stopped at."
Whatever, dude. Me and Jimmy Overstreet fixin' to eat some breakfast.