After hiking, we drove around forever looking for the oldest condensed milk factory in America. It was hard to find in a town in the middle of nowhere without any street signs. When we did find it, all it was was this sign. There wasn't even a factory. Just a sign and a bunch of trees. It was quite a disappointment.
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Maybe on your next outing you can visit the site of the world's second condensed milk factory. I hear that it is way better than the first one.
Nice! You're awesome!
For the title? To the death? I accept!
Never Challenge a Cicilian when DEATH is on the line!
HA!Hahahahhahahhahahha! Two G feet? I just passed a sign that said "6528 feet". And condensed milk factories? Holy muskrat (Dylan's favorite new saying) Connecticut is HARD UP for some sort of notable achievement. Heck, we're home to the world's richest hole!
http://www.roadsideamerica.com/map/ut.html
Also, we have this:
http://www.roadsideamerica.com/pet/thedog.html
The terms of the challenge are being thought up. Did your boy get rid of that rat infestation on his chin?
Yes. He was only growing that for a contest at work.
I'll be watching the Glam Rock Hott contest with great anxiety and interest. BTW, I still have the Pudgy Middle-aged Balding Hott title all wrapped up, don't I???
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