I get this crying sobing phone call from Myrtle Beach saying I need to rush some of my garlic pistashio nut inventory over to the east coast.
So being as nice as I typically am, I pull out my last two bags just to shut up that crying, sniffling
little boy.
So being as nice as I typically am, I pull out my last two bags just to shut up that crying, sniffling
little boy.
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