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    Roger Wood, Tastin’ Good (that’s what she said).
Roger Wood? Come on now? Guess he’s some kind of “Lumber Jack” whatever the heck THAT is.  Oh wait, I know old Roger; he’s the love child of Betty Crocker and Uncle Ben. Rodge lives in a shack down by the river by the edge of the Red Wood forest. UH HUH Yeah, THAT Roger Wood.
I suppose if a giant red sausage needs a stage name, good ‘ole Roger Wood is the way to go. 
This is one example of a product that clearly does not need to exist yet can be found on the shelves of my local grocery store anyway. I bet it NEVER goes bad.

    Roger Wood, Tastin’ Good (that’s what she said).

    Roger Wood? Come on now? Guess he’s some kind of “Lumber Jack” whatever the heck THAT is.  Oh wait, I know old Roger; he’s the love child of Betty Crocker and Uncle Ben. Rodge lives in a shack down by the river by the edge of the Red Wood forest. UH HUH Yeah, THAT Roger Wood.

    I suppose if a giant red sausage needs a stage name, good ‘ole Roger Wood is the way to go. 

    This is one example of a product that clearly does not need to exist yet can be found on the shelves of my local grocery store anyway. I bet it NEVER goes bad.

    — 3 years ago with 5 notes
    #Roger Wood  #inappropriate quotes  #sausage  #grocery humor  #Betty Crocker  #Uncle Ben 
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