So we stopped in Amarillo for burgers ( i mean, it's Texas. Ya gotta.) and if ever passing through, fucking stop at Blue Sky. So good. Also, turns out Texans are actually pretty nice after all; we were pulling out of the parking lot and the dude in the 4x4 behind us starts honking and i, of course, call him a douche and mention that Texas Hospitality must be a myth. Moments later, however, mom remembers her soda is on the roof of the car and we were about to go around a corner which would surely have toppled it.
Man, Californians would have just sat there giggling and waiting for us to gun it and get soda all over our car. ... Myself included, probly.
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