I call shotgun!
< Cranking up the song Moving Right Along from The Great Muppet Caper >
Any other songs? It’s gonna be a long trip.
I got AC/DC’s Back In Black, for starters.
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
:::digs frantically through purse:::
Ahhhhh, here it is! I never go anywhere without my Red Sovine tape!
Seale -
I was thinking of “Highway to Hell” by AC/DC, myself…
::looking for my Rush collection:: Hey, if Seale and I are here, we gota play some Rush!
Now pass me that beer.
“Better people…better food…and better beer!”
-Neil Peart, Rush
Shotgun? Rysdad, you want the Ithaca or the Remington? And I think there was a nice Ruger Red Label around here somewhere.
Oh, you meant the front seat. Never mind.
Dopeler effect:
The tendency of stupid ideas to seem smarter when they come at you rapidly.
I’m not gonna suggest anything. Last time I brought a tape along on a road trip, the driver yanked it out after just 30 seconds. . .
we were taking two cars. If I’d gone in the other car, I wouldn’t have even been allowed the thirty seconds. . .
Fine. You can play whatever you like; I’ll pass out drunk in the back.
The only question now is which Rush CD’s. I have about 10 or so.
Sue, ya dressed yet? Let’s get a movin!
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
Seale? I have ALL of them…including ::shhh:: a few bootlegs. Hell, let’s just take them all! RUSH FEST!
::Hey, why is everyone glaring at me…uh-oh…time for more tequila!::
You people are out of control!
I like it!
What the hell? What happened to all my hair?
This space for rent.
Im dressed and ready to roll!!!
“Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly.”
Dead armadillo? pick it up, i’ve been lookin’ for one of those.
I treated Art as the supreme reality, and life as a mere mode of fiction–Oscar Wilde
Hey, can we tie the armadillo to the hood of the truck? I think that’d look cool…
You say “cheesy” like that’s a BAD thing.
only if we can leave the horns on!
I treated Art as the supreme reality, and life as a mere mode of fiction–Oscar Wilde
I suddenly have the yearning to pee in the wild, pull over.
come on everybody, we’re peeing in the woods.
I treated Art as the supreme reality, and life as a mere mode of fiction–Oscar Wilde
Okay, EVERYONE!:
A hundred bottles of beer on the wall,
A hundred bottles of beer…
Yer pal,
Satan
::singing along::
Take one down…pass it…::trailing off::
Wait a STINKING MINUTE!! I have to pass my beer around?? This one’s mine - Get yer own!
::sitting back and guzzling beer::
“Better people…better food…and better beer!”
-Neil Peart, Rush
Peeing in the woods. Darn. The one thing I can’t do like a man.
Sigh. I do have to pee, though…Wally, quit looking at me. I mean it, quit staring, or no ant nachos for you!
I’m not staring, Cristi. I’m just lining up the shot.
Hope there’s film in this thing.
This space for rent.
Wait, everyone gather around. I’m gonna try and fart, sneeze, and cough at the same time.
Then i’ll try and orgasm, too. Can I get some help ladies?
I treated Art as the supreme reality, and life as a mere mode of fiction–Oscar Wilde
Metro, you’re a guy. You don’t need help with orgasm.
Hey Wally, you might want to take that shot over. I think you caught me in a blink.