We got off of work at 1 PM on Saturday, and so some of us drove an hour to go to the Testicle Festival. The town of Olean is a small village that required a drive down a dirt road. It was a beautiful day in the hills of Missouri. There were a lot of bikers there, families, and the curious. We bought a container of "nuts" that had batter and were deep fat fried. They taste sort of like chicken gizzards. A little goes a long way, and we didnt manage to finish all of them. The hats on these women say "testicle inspector". Notice the one with the "blue balls". It was a nice break from work and we had fun at the festival. Take care, Sandy
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