Pretty much just the side dishes: Alabama dunks it in sweet‑tea BBQ sauce while hollering “Roll Tide,” West Virginia soaks it in moonshine, hands you a pepperoni roll, and cranks “Country Roads” on repeat. Same brochure; just different tailgate menus.
Pretty much just the side dishes: Alabama dunks it in sweet‑tea BBQ sauce while hollering “Roll Tide,” West Virginia soaks it in moonshine, hands you a pepperoni roll, and cranks “Country Roads” on repeat. Same brochure; just different tailgate menus.
West Virginia has it right; I don’t know what a pepperoni roll is but what’s incest without moonshine? That’s like a thorn without a rose.
The rose is the moonshine in this scenario?
I guess it depends how attractive your family is 🤷♂️