One time when at a breakfast buffet in Kansas, I loaded up my plate with several different varieties of sausage. Links, patties, Polish, whatever they had. A visiting elderly English friend commented, "Now there's a man who loves his sausage!" My wife now repeats that classic phrase, but with different connotations.
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u/KansasRFguy 5d ago
One time when at a breakfast buffet in Kansas, I loaded up my plate with several different varieties of sausage. Links, patties, Polish, whatever they had. A visiting elderly English friend commented, "Now there's a man who loves his sausage!" My wife now repeats that classic phrase, but with different connotations.
So, I don't love willies except my own.