I remember that day Todd. I was so nervous about our meeting that I was sweating like a whore in church. A very fat whore.

I was hoping you enjoyed some the canned produce I sent home with you but alas since the mason jars never got returned, well, I guess it is what it is. To bad. Lots of new canning & processing techniques going on here these daze.


Edited by Black Bart (04/01/14 10:27 PM)
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