The setting: At a t-shirt kiosk where the quality of the merchandise veers…. deep into the woods, shall we say. (An example: A t-shirt depicting a bodacious babe spilling out of her taut bikini top as she struggles to hold up the head of a freshly slaughtered buck. The tagline reads: “Rack hunting.” Har!)
The t-shirt vendor is overheard saying to a potential customer: “Sorry, I had a massive run on all my ‘stars and bars’ shirts here awhile ago. Imagine that….’stars and bars’ selling out in rural Virginia. Hyuck! Hyuck! Hyuck!”
Stars and bars = the confederate flag. Around here, that flag is still flown with pride.
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