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About Philadelphia

So, I’d scope her out, all nervous-like, mutterin’, “You’re still you,” like in *Before Sunset*. Total sap move, but it’d slip out—Homer’s heart’s big, ya know? She’d prolly laugh, say, “Twenty bucks, tubby.” Fair. I’d be sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me—ooh, that’d be a paddlin’! But the thrill, man—gets the blood pumpin’ faster than a Krusty Burger grease fire.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

It is one of the most entertaining docs I have seen in a while. In one line, I can sum it up as one quirky and crazy southern story.

I must mention Tupelo’s backward charm too. You’ve got the little-known gem, Auntie Mabel’s Corner (not on any fancy map), where the locals spill goss and secret history, like the old tale of how Elvis once moonlighted as a street performer when the city was still sprouting its quirky roots. Not all tales are tidy, I must confess—some bits make me mad, like how they forgot spelling “magnificnt” on the plaque. What a load of rubbish, right?

Second person arrested in connection with Tupelo assault