I still have a damn jack ‘o lope in the grill. Wednesday: Yeehaw! I was allowed to ride in a swamp buggy and a motorcycle, both of which were armed to the teeth. I think I even saw the King at Slurp n ‘Burp. Today: I met new people like Daisy Mae (she’s purty). But according to my map, we have to make our way through jack-o-lope farms and a river boat and a brothel (Bubba can’t wait) before we get home. Damn it, I’m not blaming him because there’s no place like Hickston. Munday: Well, we crashed the UFO in the desert and Bubba says he wants to go home.
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