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I just made some buttermilk pancakes and fried some scrapple, which was delicious as long as I can keep my mind off what it really was.

Also I got loads of awesome presentsssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
 
yeah, that's the sad thing about scrapple.

a friend at school and i were, for some reason, talking about scrapple once and i mentioned that my mom would always cook that stuff for us when we were little and she was like "So that's what's wrong with you!" :lol:
 
And other parts that are like ass but not exactly ass. They're only found on the most deformed of the deformed animals scrap that scrapple is made of.
 
Fuck your scrapple. Goddamned New England trash food... just as bad as some of that shit the rednecks eat.