"In Kentucky WE jump hills..."
On McKay's and my last expedition in Shuh-naynay (more to come about her), we got a flat tire in the middle of the desert. We didn't have a jack, so we thought we were screwed... However, God smiled upon us and sent us two drunk angels from Kentucky. They happened to be out enjoying the scenery in their SUV rental. They stopped and let us search through their car for their jack. After finding a 24-pack of beer and a bottle of whiskey we finally found the jack. After which, we replaced the flat tire with a tire that had already been on a journey of its own (to be explained later). Ready to roll with our "new" tire, they convinced us to do a jump nearby so they could take a picture. So off we went to show them what we do for fun in the desert. After that, the only thing they had to say was, "Is that it? In Kentucky WE jump hills!" So naturally we encouraged them to show us... Let me just say that we have a newfound respect for Kentucky... (Click here)
2 Comments:
LOL! That's freaking rad!
BOOYA GRANDMA!!!!
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