North Carolina trip. Summer 03.
we drove straight from monroe to charlotte. this was the first real road trip that my parents alllowed me to go on, before this they wouldn't even let me go to shreveport with holly (so absurd). one of the demands made by my father was that we carry the fire bat with us in the car as a form of protection against the muggers and criminals we would inevitably come face to face with, probably even hand to hand combat. along with this weapon we carried a rocky balboa cardboard cutout (may also be considered a weapon by some people) that was to be delivered to a certain andrew stein (insert groans of disappointment and negativity here).
to be continuted....when i have more time
