first of all, fuck murfreesboro. we got the heck out of there as quickly as possible and ended up here. unfortunately, there was no time to actually go into dollywood.
we were too busy driving FOREVER to get to this a-hole's house party. turns out it wasn't even his house. had we known we were only going to make seven dollars and not even get offered food or a floor to sleep on, we would've just rocked dollywood.
if it weren't for him, however, we never would have seen the majestic smoky mountains which were awe-inspiring.
things started to look up once we rolled into new orleans.
and after jello "shots," all the bad memories were washed away.
and replaced by good memories, like eating alligator on the bayou. apologies to markland who looks pretty goofy in this pic. i kind of luv it.
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