Ha! Dude, that happened to me. I once picked up a hitchhiker in Alaska between Talkeetna and Anchorage. He saw me pull over, and quickly grabbed his axe and a bunch of rope and pulleys and ran towards my car. Why I didn't pull away at this point I will never know. Ended up being a really nice old guy who did freelance clearing of dead spruces killed by the boring beetle. He called himself an environmental logger. Who knew?
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you get the lol icon
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:p
Thanks, I'll be here all week.
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