Friday, September 07, 2012
Cop Out, Volume II
"Road trip, how I have missed thee. How I yearn for the feelings you give me. How deeply I desire to produce merely to earn meager wages for the gas to put in my tank to make you possible. My car wants to be driven, NEEDS to be driven, YEARNS to be driven, but lo, I shall not drive it, for alas: I am broke, and I am stoned.""I'm driving, get in the car."
"Okay!"
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