Have I ever told you about how I can hear the marching band practicing every early fall morning at the high school down the street? And how it reminds me of when I went to high school twent-ahemalsjdfls years ago? Even though I didn’t play in the band? Have I ever told you about that?
Well, I can hear the marching band practicing every early fall morning at the high school down the street. And it totally reminds me of when I went to high school twent-ahemalsjdfls years ago. Even though I didn’t play in the band. I was in the choir. Actually, I played clarinet in the junior high band! Oh that’s right, I did. Our mascot was a demon and I’m still surprised to this day that my parents didn’t bathe me in holy water every day after school. But in HIGH school our mascot was an eagle. So, I went from being an infant evil demon filled with the devil’s nectar toooo a bird.
What was I saying?
Oh! I learned how to twerk. But I’ll tell you about that later on.
I think what it all comes down to is this corn dip. It reminds me of the fall. And so do marching bands! Have I told you about how I can hear the marchi – right, right.
This corn dip is a cold one, so beware. Be very ware. But it’s awesome like that, because you put it together one day, let it chill overnight, and then it’s just diddly done and ready for you when you’re ready to watch a football game and get your fall on. Except you don’t have to say, “get your fall on.” <—gross.
It’s bacony, cheesy, spicy, yogurty, and fally, just like the marching bands!
SEEEEVENTY-SIX TROMBONES LED THE BIG PARADE, WITH A HUNDRED AND TEN CORNETS CLOSE AT HAAAAND. THEY WERE FOLLOWED BY ROOOOWS AND ROOOOWS OF THE FINES – name that movie.