As we relaxed eating our fried chicken and gazed out across the parched beauty of our East Texus lawn in the dog days of late August, our neighbors hooked up a sled to the back of their truck and started dragging their older daughters around on THEIR OWN YARD. They were doing dog-nuts on their own grassy expanse.
Who does dog-nuts in their pick up on their empty lot in the middle of town on a Sunday morning, or any time for that matter?
True East Texuns.
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