Another night out with my Biffs and my Biff's older brother's friends resulted in the tale of the Mighty Oak. For some reason, unbeknown to me, there was a period in my life when the dudes thought it was fun to show us their wangs. So one evening, when the after hours bar let out, our friend D decided it was time to whip it out on the sidewalk.
After some razzing by us, D let us know, "From the smallest acorn grows the mighty oak."
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