One black chick was running around on the floor outside the pen and it hid under my pant leg. Incidentally, I was wearing giant bell bottom jeans. It kept hiding and I kept trying to shake it out. Then a skinny black cat spotted it and started stalking it. The chick disappeared, but the cat started trying to get me. It bit me a bunch of times on the foot, and then bit me on the hand. I complained to the store owner who replied "Well, what do you expect me to do?"
Bourbon Barrel Series - Rochester Mills
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My wife picked up this 4 pack of a limited-release bourbon barrel aged
versions of some of the standard beers from Rochester Mills in Auburn
Hills, MI. Sh...
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