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[bojo88]

I'm here! Saturday morning, I meet with Kurk and his honda 750 cruiser dealy at an abandoned airport. Finally, a reason to wear a motorcycle jacket. The new apartment is fantastic. It's very bachelor, full of musical instruments and has a balcony. I don't know how this happened, but this trip has turned into something full of testosterone. I'll be riding motorcycles, shooting guns, golfing and sleeping on a couch. I don't know how I feel about the gun, but why the hell not. Golf is just going to be sad, but still fun. Motorcycles! I figure we may venture into town and beat up some prostitutes before I leave.

important: within five hours of being in Louisiana, I overdosed on fried chicken and had explosive diarrhea. I love this place!