My most vivid 4th of July memory is going to a friend’s bbq at 13, eating a red white and blue hotdog, and watching drunk rich parents joke about fucking each other’s spouses
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what...was the blue... bit
white buns, red hot dogs, and ketchup dyed blue. the darkest hour
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ah yes, extremely normal bluetchup
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growing up in ohio was, in retrospect, weird
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