Or Weehawken, NJ, to be precise.
This morning I saw a squirrel pick up an empanada and shove his face between the crispy outer folds, swishing his mouth back and forth in the meaty section as if he were a frat boy in a pair of boobs.
Just thought you'd like to know.
This morning I saw a squirrel pick up an empanada and shove his face between the crispy outer folds, swishing his mouth back and forth in the meaty section as if he were a frat boy in a pair of boobs.
Just thought you'd like to know.


