So much supremacy. I’m getting tired of all the supremacy. Can’t even go out to eat now without some big-bellied, stick’n’poke, sweaty-assed mud-butt shaking his acorn in peoples’ faces. They call it supreme and it don’t even come with sour cream. It is just mayo. Lord, lord. This is the best you got? This guy and…

SALAD?!??!?

Be careful what you wish for...

As a St. Lawrence graduate I am happy to learn that they have finally brought the internet to that side of town.