You know you must really think highly of a person if you spend 30+ hours with them in a small car driving through the deepest, darkest south and you don't feel the urge to throw them out of the vehicle and laugh as you watch their carcass bounce off the asphalt and into the path of several tractor trailers.
Pretty cool.
On a side note: You KNOW you're in the deep south when you see gas stations selling ammo boxes next to the skittles.
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Seeee!! I said you didn't have anything to worry about and I was right! I hope you guys had fun on your little trip! ;)
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ReplyDeleteAnd yes, it was the deep south a.k.a. rural Georgia. I think they also sold camo and ammo there also. I think the camo was next to the drinks and the actual ammo that probably came in the ammo boxes was right next the cheap motor oil for the big dualie truck with the rebel flag decal in the window. WELCOME TO THE BIBLE BELT!