Thursday, On A Train Leaving New York...

[halfshell_hero]

There was mooing. And straw. And more mooing. And that unmistakable smell of manure. And the loud clickety-clack of a train rumbling over tracks on a lazy late-spring day

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[walks_two_paths]

"Keep dreaming, Mikey. Shannen Doherty isn't gonna be there."

*dies of giggles*