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reminds me of summer seven years ago when I was forced to attend a weekend family reunion on my mom's side at a rented cabin in Wabasha, Minnesota where I was subjected to endless games of cornhole while being forced to wear a commemorative yellow Larson Family t-shirt and the last thing I remember hearing before blacking out drunk on Busch Light was the horrible cackling of my racist aunt-in-law bleating the words "now they're going after Paula Deen"
― the burrito that defined a generation, Thursday, 18 June 2020 03:25 (three years ago) link