So I rode my motocycle to see the Truck Race earlier yesterday, and can't believe I made it home. I'm still really cold. Anyway, I thought y'all would get a kick out of my lapse of memory. This is how I think it went:
I was so fucking cold DURING the race, that I disregarded buying a 50 dollar sweatshirt for the ride home. Liquor in the nightime...yadda-yadda. Fucking 30-odd miles of backroads.
I ain't going to the Busch race tomorrow.
I was so fucking cold DURING the race, that I disregarded buying a 50 dollar sweatshirt for the ride home. Liquor in the nightime...yadda-yadda. Fucking 30-odd miles of backroads.
I ain't going to the Busch race tomorrow.
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