eh. everyone knows what i look like already anyhow.
the drive didn't seem that long cuz i slept through most of it. and when i woke up, rog was staring at passerby motorists with his picklehat an goggles on an most of them blinkblinked an pointed an laffed and it was a merry time. :O then we stopped to eat, an rog was like 'BLEAHG i hate pickles
' when he was presented with shards of one for eating on his cheeburger. naturally i gasped and fainted and swore i would reveal this shocking revelation to the world. :O then i died. the end.
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