At a Kentucky rest stop, I found a vending machine that took credit cards.
Time passes.
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Was passed by a car pulling a tiny little camping trailer. On the back of it, a brand name or a dealership, I'm not sure which. What I caught was the motto beneath it.
I go where I'm towed to.
When you've been driving for six hours, you are easily amused.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
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"I go where I'm towed to."
Don't we all.
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