Orlando was the world manufacturing center for Clackers, not just the home for the prototype Olive Garden
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4 comments:
This blog is fast becoming a force to be reckoned with.
Did you ever play "Cracker Balls"?
It was different.
Nothing like an elementary school race war...
Tangelo Park representin'
I've found the most difficult part about "cracker balls" was trying to whistle while they're in your mouth. Missus Nads
wow
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