Who doesn't have an old, broken-down studebaker in their backyard, that's what * I * want to know.
I'm not sure what experiment is taking place here, but I hope it occurs when I'm around.
You can't possibly be thinking what I am.
I don't even want to know what the neighbors are transporting...
That's right. Drive-in fried chicken. Don't act like you're not jealous.
2 comments:
awesome!
oklahoma looks so lush and green! are there rollerskating waitresses at the drive-in? I'm so there!
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