Gentlemen's Vacation

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    Mr. Crowley
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    Pre red pill, worked a job in Virginia. Was going well, been there a couple months. Liked a girl at work, found out she was much too young. Didn’t care much after. Would always talk about sexual things to me. Whatever.

    One friday, get pulled into office. Supervisor (who liked me) says someone has filed a sexual harassment complaint against you. You need to leave, head of HR will talk to you monday.

    WHAT. THE. F~~~. Went for a long drive down the blue ridge parkway. It was beautiful, and completely empty on a friday at 2pm. Had many long thoughts on where my life was going, and how I needed to change.

    Monday morning, went into office. 15 minute meeting about how I was harassing the receptionist, and how horrible of a person I was. (they cited stories she made up out of thin air, but of course she was correct you know)

    I walked out of that meeting a new man. You could almost say the pink slip they gave me has the red pill attached to it. I immediately packed all my things and moved a state away, completely on a whim.

    Long story short, I love road trips! Get my best thinking done on the road.

    Punks- Not Feeling Lucky Since 1971

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    FrostByte
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    Long story short, I love road trips! Get my best thinking done on the road.

    Mr. Crowley you are making me rethink that. I have a good solid truck and lots of freedom.

    If you rescue a damsel in distress, all you will get is a distressed damsel.

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    Joetech
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    My idea of a PERFECT vacation is getting in my car with the clothes on my back, packing nothing but socks, extra jeans, a sweater / jacket, one credit card, phone off in the trunk, no razor, no map, no plan, with nothing but an open road ahead, blasting journey and foreigner.

    I did exactly that last year in my rag top. What a blast! I drove through Mt. Vernon, Oregon and walked right into a jam session with a gold old boy and a young buck. We didn’t get s~~~faced on beer We got s~~~faced on music, laughter, comradery and lots of funny stories about…you guessed it…wimmin!

    "Don't follow in my footsteps...I stepped in something."

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