Notes From Damn Near Canada
No. 34
8/30/09
17:25
A deep-fried, chocolate-covered, battered nutshell. On a stick.
And don't forget...
Bring your insulin!
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3 comments:
I have to experience spaghetti and meatballs on a stick before I die, or my life will have been in vain.
Sad to say I didn't try it. It looked sorta gross. Kinda like a soggy P'Zone. On a stick.
These are awesome and inspiring pics. On a stick.
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