I lived in Terrebonne Parish once upon a time. One the way to work I’d stop at a gas station on the edge of the Bayou for some breakfast buiscuits. I’d sit on the bench, eat my buiscuits, grits and taters, and share them with the gator chilling a few feet away.
I have a love hate relationship with Louisiana and its peoples.
Zier@fedia.io 1 week ago
So are they feeding alligators? Or feeding us alligators?
bstix@feddit.dk 1 week ago
Does the other place call the police snitches or are they snitches for calling the police?
So many questions.