
Ottis Toole’s BBQ recipe.
He’d later say, ‘’If you stomp on a bug, you still killin’ somethin’, see, you kill a hog, you still killin’ somethin’. It don’t make a difference what you kill. And after you’re used to cuttin’ up somebody, it’s just like butcherin’ a hog, you see, or a cow. Ain’t no difference. It just ain’t no different, I reckon.’’




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