Sunday, April 14, 2013

How many ways can you say "redneck"?

This, my friends, constitutes an emergency in the Blevins' household.

An empty pickled quail eggs' jar.

And no reserves in the pantry.

I will try almost any food.  Not pickled quail eggs.  I have to draw the line somewhere.

I will, however, use the jalapeno's left in the jar to top off my nachos. 

But only in an emergency.

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