This is what Kati and I were screaming at the top of our lungs when some dude in a toy truck cut us off and slammed on his brakes. We were screaming this with the windows up. We aren't trying to get shot ok? I brought my pepper spray but alas, my taser is packed and so is my wooden spoon.
Speaking of a wooden spoon, I got mad the other day (sunday) and threw it across the room. Casey looked at me later and said "Really hailey, who the hell keeps a wooden spoon handy on the desk?" Relly honey, have you MET me? I keep a wooden spoon handy dammit.
Kati and I flew through Tejas like there was an angry metal eating chipmunk chasing the truck. I blew past a cop doing 83 in a 70 and he put his donut down and proceeded to come after my ass. He caught up to me, and then some freaking moron blew past him! Hello stupid, he didn't have me pulled over yet. Mr cop man took off after that person instead. High five for luck being on my side for once!
We blew through louisiana as well. The highway fucking sucked and it smelled like hot garbage in some parts. Kudos to them for having tall fucking trees though. Kristina would pee herself in excitement. Mississippi is...pretty. And full of fucking tard boxes. This roadtrip is flying by. Probably because once you get out of texas the other states seem to flash past.
It took me a total of 6.5 hours of driving to get out of Texas. I love that state, but shit, it's too damn big. All you jackasses that assume two people from texas in a neighboring state oughta know each other need to pass the peace pipe and stop puffing on it. Do you KNOW how big that freaking place it? I didn't even know my neighbors much less someone from the other side of the state.
Anyway, I guess I'll shut this bitch off and conserve energy so I can blog more later.
Kilometers are shorter than miles. Save gas, take your next trip in kilometers.
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