When I got released back in 2000, I went to Denny's and ate so much I puked.
When I got out in '97 my Dad picked me up, going from Georgia back home to Washington state. We stopped at the 1st truck stop not in Georgia and there were too many choices on the menu. Finally went with what I was used to. Spagetti. I hate spagetti.
Thank you, I have three bikes I need to finish. Then I will be riding.
Yeah, I got a DUI in October. Thats what this was all about. Pain in the ass. I was on mu bike at 2am in a small town on a Monday. I was a target for the cops. It is my own damn fault. Needless to say I met a few good people in there and say some people I have not seen in awhile.