Friday, May 20, 2011

The Renegade

So I am all, "I want to carry my tent on my bars, like Lorenzo Lamas, you know the renegade(yes I know it was a bedroll, but my sleeping bag is too fluffy)."

Melissa is like, "Who? Just strap it to your backpack and add the passenger seat and figure out how to secure it all to the seat."

I look at her sternly and growl, "The Renegade".

Then I ran into the garage while she was putting the worlds greatest fuck trophy to bed and strapped it on for a test.




I might have to go buy a long hair wig for this ride. We will bring vigilante justice to eastern Kentucky. That is, of course, if the world doesn't end tomorrow.


1 comment:

  1. Justice will be swift, Kentucky will never know what hit it.

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