Monday, December 12, 2011

Somebody Drove a Car Into My Bar

I've mentioned before that my hometown consists of a few bars and a gas station, resting flat on the edge of nowhere.

Somebody drove a car into one of those bars.

This is normally the part where one would link to a news story about the incident, but the fine journalists of my hometown haven't seemed to notice yet. The best I can find is the bar's Facebook page, where this fuckery was documented.

Car rhymes with bar... I smell a country song.
I may be leaving the edge of nowhere in January, but I hope I can take that cavalier, "fuck you I'm driving my car into your bar" attitude with me.

For some reason I suspect I'll fit in better if I do.

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