So, i went to a HOOTENANNY last night. I wore my western shirt. "A hootenanny in San Francisco?" You might ask. Yes, exactly. That was NO Hootenanny! There were no Blue Ribbon Winning Grandma's Apple Pies. There were no Fattest Pig Contests accompanied by 4H kids.. and not a mullet in the bunch! There were, however, alot of really rude elitist San Francisco types secretly laughing at my western shirt.
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