There is a story behind the above picture. Bob wanted to go on a drive again. So, we got KFC, and headed up the mountains to have a picnic by one of Oregon's gorgeous waterfalls. We drove and drove and drove. I couldn't find the waterfall that I was thinking of. After fifty miles, we pulled into one of the many campgrounds by the river. We took the KFC (chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, and biscuits) out of the bag only to find that the KFC worker forgot to give us any plastic ware. NOW WHAT?
Bob ate the chicken off of the bone and became a caveman. He used the bone as a spoon to eat the mashed potatoes and gravy. Butter was put on the biscuits after each bite. We were pioneers.
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