I’m hanging out in SoCal, watching movies and eating fast food with momma. She took the day off to hang out and help me plan my trip. While this is going on, we’ve emptied two packs of smokes—my vice is Marlboro Lights, her’s are Benson & Hegdes. My stomach’s in knots waiting to hit the road, but maybe it’s because I’ve had too much nicotine. I think I want to quit when I arrive in Delaware. Just a random thought.
If you quit smoking, I’ll do something special for you.
If your car could break down in any state, which state would you want it to break down in and why?
by the way: the confirmation box below is asking me to type in the word “firm.” Just thought you should know.
Really you should quit smoking. Don’t joke about this or casually fling it about in the air at your pity party. Yes it will kill you and you are paying for it. How twisted is that? So leave the cigarettes at the quick mart and quit while driving ALONE on a three/four day journey. You can’t make many enemies when your alone, can you? Let see you do it Mr. Hunt!!!
Have you taken a shit yet.... I noticed you did not have a blow out at my house????? your tummy may be hurting...make sure it is a clean restroom, your father preferred the Chevrons..
Love you
If that last comment is indeed from your mother, then it has single-handedly annihilated the competition for best blog comment ever.
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