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Breakfast of Southern champions

I was just eating my breakfast of ham, mustard greens, and cornbread, when I heard a tractor crank up outside, and a little boy’s voice — my little boy’s voice — scream, “WOO-HOO! WOO-HOO! WOO! WOO! WOO!” We’re going in the back to disc and plant rye grass. It’s going to be a great day. […]

I was just eating my breakfast of ham, mustard greens, and cornbread, when I heard a tractor crank up outside, and a little boy’s voice — my little boy’s voice — scream, “WOO-HOO! WOO-HOO! WOO! WOO! WOO!”

We’re going in the back to disc and plant rye grass. It’s going to be a great day. Caleb Stegall, I know what you’re thinking right now…

 

 

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