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They've got French-fried ice cream, too. I'm not joking, there really is such a thing.
There was a fad back in the early 80's in the south about "Barbecue donuts." Apparently they'd take the cake donuts and sprinkle them with the sweet barbecue powder they put on BBQ potato chips.
The fad didn't last too long.
-Sazerac
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Are where thy grey eye glances, and where thy footstep gleams,
In what ethereal dances, by what eternal streams..."
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