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Tuesday was Sloppy Joes day at Our Lady of Kneel on Peas, the Catholic grade school I attended eight gut wrenching years. The horse meat was extra slimy on this fateful day, not the day anybody in their right mind would go for seconds.
By The Little InstigatorTuesday was Sloppy Joes day at Our Lady of Kneel on Peas, the Catholic grade school I attended eight gut wrenching years. The horse meat was extra slimy on this fateful day, not the day anybody in their right mind would go for seconds.