mmmmmm.......pulled pork

even if you don't love the sec (you fucking communist!!), you have to love this love letter to southern footall. i'm not familiar with wright thompson, but reading this thing reminds me of being knee deep in jim beam at 10am on a saturday, only to stuff more beam into my boot to replenish all the booze i would lose via perspiration while watching the tide play in 90 degree heat in a 2:30 cbs game. and then i would be in a bar by 6pm drinking more jim beam so as to eliminate the semi-hangover i developed in the fourth quarter. if only uncle rico really HAD built a time machine.













































