Loading ...Its Jersey Devil Day, and though my body is in Georgia, my heart is in the pine barrens, drinking cranberry and vodka and making a toast to the the fierce protector of the barren pine.
Buy me a beer!
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No one was in Jersey for Jersey Devil Day!
Except, one supposes, the Jersey Devil
Aw, man, I knew we were going to miss Jersey Devil Day, then promptly forgot about it. That sucks!
Well, here’s to the Jersey Devil, making life more interesting for the poor souls fighting the prehistoric-sized insects in the Pine Barrens.