Soon you will be screaming, "I cannot wait to be back home!"... I took a road trip 3 years ago with my friend Tommy from Brooklyn. He was moving to Florida, and had to drive his stepfather's SUV down there for him and come back up with a U-Haul. So I take the trip with him. The whole trip was a blast. We were at some rodeo strip club like 1 mile from South of the Border, inbetween the Carolina's... CRAZY girls out there... two country girls fell in love with me and my "ny" style LOL it was so much fun...
Thannnnnnn there was the trip "home"... That wasn't so smooth. We ended up running out of money that was supposed to be on a gas card, so we were stuck in the pj's of VA. I've never seen so many cadillac's painted cherry red with 22's in my life... We asked if anyone knew where there was a Western Union...they said "what that there be?"... I looked at Tommy and said "I hate you". After sitting in the back of the truck which did not have a/c, this being August, sweating my sack off, we finally get ahold of Al, the owner of a pool hall we play our league at and he wired us money to some check cashing joint 2 miles away...
I was called a "Benny" by some woman, and she said she liked my ginnie-t. My next road trip has def. gotta be Amsterdam...