[Illinois]
Thank god for bumper stickers. Otherwise I never would have known for this person's love of Jesus and the Thundercats.
Considering we were only going 30mph and the roads were in such horrible condition that faster travel wasn't safe, the lack of helmet laws almost made sense.
While Wisconsin didn't make Lee 8'2", it certainly didn't discourage him either.
We didn't stick around long enough to hear a local utter the phrase "Hey, let's go down to the Cheese Castle to get a drink." Maybe next time.
Warning - Double murder ahead.
Winking cat wants to see you out back for a pet or two.
I'm pretty sure this was a WalMart.
I immediately dialed my ninja friends to alert them to a possible pirate sighting.
Fuck! Didn't we just leave there 8 states ago? Where's the map?
All one armed people wearing mumus, exercise your kidney poodles here.
[Wisconsin]
The mighty Mississippi. I stood on the bank for a good 20 minutes and not a single person in a straw hat came floating down the river on a raft.
Chloe and Eric (upper right) tried to mount an intervention for Bill and his eating disorder, but nothing worked. Their last ditch effort involved sending Bill's baby to him and making puppy dog eyes.
"I had a four leaf clover, but I eated it. Is that bad lucks?"
Sean wore two t-shirts to ensure, should someone slip into the falls and get wet, he'd have a spare one to hand them when they got out.
