A Ride Like No Other
So, I'm getting ready to go back to Rockport, right? I had played Farkle with Ed and Stork and took them off for fifty bucks, fuck yeah. Man, did we get slammered! Beer, wine, and margaritas that Stork brought little umbrellas for.
I got up and man oh manishevitz, sleeping on bare wood floors while drunk ain't what it never was. I drive over to my brother's cause I got to get two of my sister's cats. No problemo, natch!
Two hours and one caged cat later, I call my sister to get her permission to bring back a less agile cat. I was bleeding pretty bad.
Long story less long, both cats shit as soon as we started out for the coast. 200 miles of air-conditioned catbox and yowling from the depths of Hell all the way home.
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