Why go for pizza when mouthwatering muskrat is available?
This modern convenience of home-delivered muskrat began this week and is made possible by Kolakowski's recent union with Capri Pizza, a company that bakes its pizza in Kola's Food Factory restaurant but offers delivery, too.
No, Ellen, they're not from Arkansas. Arkansans eat squirrel, not muskrat.
Proposed alternate title: "Insert Captain and Tinnille Joke Here." Ditched it because anyone under 30 probably wouldn't know who they were. Damned kids.
Does 29 count? I would have got it the joke...
Posted by: Jon on November 12, 2004 02:20 PMAsk me again in a year ;)
Posted by: scott on November 12, 2004 02:50 PMwell, i think it was the Captain and Tennille. And the oddest thing was that it was originally a song done by America...
Posted by: ron on November 14, 2004 06:44 PM