Believe it or not, I'm a podunk country guy. My name is Rowdy for christ sakes. I could take or leave the store part, but anywhere i can get chicken fried steak, sausage gravy and buttermilk biscuits is ok by me. And for you health nuts, theres the country fried steak and gravy salad. win win
as far as super christians, They've never scared me much, I was raised southern baptist I've read that book that they love so much. The dude dies at the end. sorry for the spoiler. I just realized there were more important things in life. Like sluts.
lets put it this way. I didn't know what my real first name was till i was 7
So it's one of those Johhny Knoxville things?
Your real name is Philip John Clapp?
or Jasper? Or Joe Dirt?
not, it's matthew, but i didn't know that until elementary school
Make the sluts drive your chase van. Who's the brainiac now? I love Cracker Barrel the best sweet tea ever. My teeth fell out in 2 minutes after drinking a half ounce of it.
Cracker Barrel ain't country. It's corporate. If you do the trip, patronize the mom & pop places. That's the real country... our country... and when your adventure is a memory, it will be a quirky, unique memory that is yours instead of the same cookie cutter experience you can get at any exit ramp, off any interstate, anywhere.
oh my god, I asked johnny what he went against and he said whatdya got!
or something like that.
first off, sluts don't drive
And johnny, you are right about that
I know how you feel, i was planning to ride from Sac to NC for the smokeout and to visit my homie at ft bragg. I put in for 2 weeks off(working for a moco dealership), had it all planned out, going solo, then I got laid off and my evo took a shit, bottom end bearing failure. Good thing I got laid off and didnt go, I dont think it would have been too fun if my bottom end blew on the trip and i didn't have enough money to get it repaired. That's not really something I'd be capable of doing on the side of the road. So I've never been cross country like the coolguys, but I commuted 250 miles a week for 8 years, every day without a car rain or shine, that's an adventure in itself.
Just get two hot chicks to drive the van as a chase truck while you and your buddy ride. The chicks can keep all the tools,guns and angel dust in the van so your not riding dirty.