I had no idea how hard liv'n on the road could be. I'm glad my barber shop trio, Bleu and The Barkers, never took off. We left at dawn, or so they tell me, and headed north, or so the digital dashboard tells me. After an 8 hour power nap, I heard banjo music. The lab down the street in HHI told me to paddle faster when this occurs, but I had no idea what he was barking about until we crossed the border into West Virginia. We asked the guy at the gun counter in Super K-Mart where to camp and he said the safest place was a place called Pipestem.
Friday, July 25, 2008
Sorry, I'm a slacker
I had no idea how hard liv'n on the road could be. I'm glad my barber shop trio, Bleu and The Barkers, never took off. We left at dawn, or so they tell me, and headed north, or so the digital dashboard tells me. After an 8 hour power nap, I heard banjo music. The lab down the street in HHI told me to paddle faster when this occurs, but I had no idea what he was barking about until we crossed the border into West Virginia. We asked the guy at the gun counter in Super K-Mart where to camp and he said the safest place was a place called Pipestem.
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