Ken and Donna, the crazy bikers of VegasThat car keeps following me. The sun is setting.... I guess I will have to hide in a ditch tonight...
But the next morning, this group of bikers invite me to their party and I end up at Donna's house!
Rest, shower, laughs and this sentence that is so true:
Life's journey is not to arrive safely at the Grave,
in a well preserve body,
but rather to skid in sideways
totally worn out shouting
Holy Shit, What a ride!
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