These were purchased at two different gas stations, in two different states on the way to Michigan last summer. Yes folks, even the postcard makers can't tell Nebraska from Iowa.
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1 comment:
That is hilarious! Someone isn't being truthful! And who knows, the field may not even be in either of those states! :o)
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