My cousin Jake and his wife, Tiffany, came out to the city for Superbowl weekend. They stayed at a friend's house in Gretna...a suburb of New Orleans which I like to call "Greatna," cause all you do is drive over a bridge from the big city of NOLA and all of a sudden you are in this suburban town that is a total throwback to the glory days of pontiacs, pizza hut, football practice and 1976. I showed up and there was a crowd digging in a bucket full of fresh crabs that had just been boiled. sat myself down on an old sofa with a dog in the middle of the backyard and went to work cleaning out the guts and eggs of crabs and suckin meat out like no tomorrow.
was a very spicy.
didnt do much football watchin on the account of my cuz and I talkin bout our big dreams to save our world and to carry on the family name. Hey..."black" in German is something to live for. Schwanzlurch!
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