Been reminiscing about the 90s and cruising around the Appalachian foothills. Grab a couple of lawn chairs, fill the cooler with ice and Snapple, pick up the GF and drive around. Pull off the road, smoke some weed, drink some Mango Madness, and listen to the mix tape I made that morning.
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I hated WVa, but this is the one thing I missed when I moved to the Big City.