Only in Indiana…
Sign on a nearby farm, seen by my wife yesterday a.m.: “Farm Fresh Deer Urine For Sale.” My wife thought to herself, how do they collect it? My response: I just don’t want to know.
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Sign on a nearby farm, seen by my wife yesterday a.m.: “Farm Fresh Deer Urine For Sale.” My wife thought to herself, how do they collect it? My response: I just don’t want to know.
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