Comments: Ramblin's... Get 'em here

'Bout time they fixed the comments on this blog. OK. Where's the beer cooler, man?

Posted by Cappy on September 10, 2008 05:25 PM

I grew up around Houston and spent many a day crabbing with chicken necks tied to some string. Watchig my Mon and Dad clean them was always fun. My Mom threw one across the room one day for not being dead yet and pinching her. She could have used that bit about the coke bottles. Imagine how pissed off I was when I got to Georgia and had to actually pay for crab.

Posted by holder on September 11, 2008 05:26 AM

Crabs and Coke..oh yeah!

Posted by JihadGene on September 11, 2008 08:16 PM