I think we should adopt a new policy regarding Pugsatony Phil and Ground Hog's Day:
Don't ask, don't tell.
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Well. Pugsatony, I don't know about.
I went to high school in DuBois Pennsylvania. A dingy little back alley of a town off of interstate 80. 20 minutes away is Punxsutawney Pennsylvania, location of said groundhog and home to Sara Pies, a ridiculously good homemade pizza made by an 80-year-old woman. You went to her back door to order. Take out only. One size and only cheese or pepperoni. My brother swears that it is the best food he ever ate. 4 bucks a pie. C
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