High In The Middle

February 12th, 2014, 12:03 am
This happened in a town called Buckeye Lake in Ohio, which we kept calling Brown Hole River, which is gross.

Rori, February 12th, 2014, 12:03 am

It was such a heavy metaphor that this took place just as the sunset got away from us and everything went dark. The real course of events is a tale too intricate to tell, but it was bewildering. I had just seen the ad for Faygo, (the drink of choice for Insane Clown Posse fans) when this man with bright orange goatee, an unnatural orange like the color of a parking cone, came out of the gas station. He said something to me about the price of gas and began to both laugh and sing along at the same time. There was also some hooting or grunting, or maybe Juggalos have their own language now. Then, he got into the most dilapidated truck I have ever seen run, which was blasting some kind of horror-rock and he drove in a circle around us (Husband stood in the middle of that circle and turned around 360, watching this, uhm, man, staring in amazement the whole time) before peeling away into the night. We don't generally like to judge people on their appearance, but come on, I don't want to be anyone's skin suit.

I'm sure the other residents of that town were very nice, but we got the fuck out of there.

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