That reminds me of a girl at the county fair. She asked me to dance the last dance. She kissed me and I found out she had a dip of Skoal. She removed the dip when we got to her dad's stock trailer. Never knew her name. Never saw her again. My wild oats days. ~sigh~Save a horse…ride a cowboy. Heard it in a song once.
It is some good stuffGood old Huberd's! My Dad ALWAYS had a tube of it on hand. Good stuff.
Thats amazing.That reminds me of a girl at the county fair. She asked me to dance the last dance. She kissed me and I found out she had a dip of Skoal. She removed the dip when we got to her dad's stock trailer. Never knew her name. Never saw her again. My wild oats days. ~sigh~
That’sa loaded question..How big are you?
lol, I wouldn’t suggest doing Ancestry DNA!That reminds me of a girl at the county fair. She asked me to dance the last dance. She kissed me and I found out she had a dip of Skoal. She removed the dip when we got to her dad's stock trailer. Never knew her name. Never saw her again. My wild oats days. ~sigh~
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