Originally Posted By amazedncal2 Me n Skip ben to Cali forn i ay, Nevadr, Utahr, Montaner, Wyomee and back and I dern never seen nuthin to shoot at. Wooly mamoth lookin things, Moose, Elk ya know the usual but no low down varmints that'll get us some gold. Found 12, count em 12 Starbucks along the way, me an Skip felt like we were in Timbuktu or on African Safareee. One Peets but that hardly counts acountin the gal didn't know how to make an iced americano.
Originally Posted By amazedncal2 Gee willikers, a howdy woulda been nice. Salt Lake City headin to Yellowstone, are you near those parts?
Originally Posted By oneyepete Yes mam. Just a days ride, 30 miles south by the way a crow flies of salt lake.
Originally Posted By EdisYoda <---levitates over his rucksack and looks through it... Here you go pardner... this should help your haid.
Originally Posted By DlandDug Eggs Florentine, pommes frites, selection of fresh fruit and herbal tea. It's either that or some stale Pop Tarts.
Originally Posted By Pixie Glitter <<<O'er the desert so wide, I'm seekin' a bride, A run away one, she ain't mine. She's salty and sweet, And mighty petite, And a big ol' pain in the behind! Home, home on the range, Where the Pixies do Glitter, they say. Those cute, teasin' dopes, Raise a Goofy Guy's hopes, But then, isn't that just their way?>>> I'm back. And that is the last time I take directions from Lasso Lisa. Poor l'il Sweet Pea and me been all the way out to the Atlantic Ocean and back. (And boy howdy, are those water scorpions they got out there ever big 'uns!)
Originally Posted By amazedncal2 So where are we aheadin now? Over the river and through the woods? Far Far Away?
