His name was Kane.
Yeah sure we found cheaper gas once we got into Kentucky but this was the first real wake up call for me.
Hoffie and I walked around for a bit and for real all we could find in this town was wedding stores and pawn shops. And Hofacker had already pawned all his wedding dresses so we were out of luck.
Drew had some vegan pizza that may have well been a fucking garden with crust.
This town had 4 strip clubs in a square block radius. Also in said radius is a middle school. Hurray Kentucky.
The back room was pretty awesome at this place. And there hasn't been a show yet without an immense abundance of pizza so that's cool.
The bartender was named Tiff. She definitely had a shitty night of serving non alcoholic drinks to cheap underaged hardcore kids but was still nice enough to bring us cokes.
This was from Chicago. But still.
Were on the way to Detroit now. Andrew is being weird as fuck today.
Charlie is too fucking good at scrabble.
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