I love telling stories.
Sometimes I get in the mood to tell stories for no good reason, mixing fact and fiction.
One day, eviltoaster decided to drive to Alaska. So, she started driving north from Houghton. After she got to Copper Harbor, she decided that although Jeeps are Trail Rated, they are not Lake Rated, so she turned around and went back to Houghton.
The next day, she decided to try again. This time, she borrowed mikemaxandchuck's GPS, but didn't know that it was a trick GPS unit. After doing 380 laps around the Franklin Square Inn, Heather finally gave up and started going south along US 41. This brought her to Marquette, and after enjoying a cool, creamy Culver's Concrete Mixer (c) with Snickers and peanut butter, she ran into Sarah Moulder.
"Ow," said Sarah, "Lucky you weren't driving any faster!" "Well, I would have seen you if you weren't wearing that t-shirt with a yellow line up the middle and lying in the middle of the road," replied Heather. "Butt munch!" they both cried simultaneously, before breaking into laughter. "Hey, I'm going to Alaska, wanna go too?" asked Heather, to which Sarah gave precisely 3.97 seconds of thought before agreeing to go.
Luckily, Sarah had a map and a functioning compass.
She also had a midget.
Part two coming up sometime later!
PS: I'm really not trying to rip on Heather or Sarah, I just came up with this because of a conversation involving them :-)
One day, eviltoaster decided to drive to Alaska. So, she started driving north from Houghton. After she got to Copper Harbor, she decided that although Jeeps are Trail Rated, they are not Lake Rated, so she turned around and went back to Houghton.
The next day, she decided to try again. This time, she borrowed mikemaxandchuck's GPS, but didn't know that it was a trick GPS unit. After doing 380 laps around the Franklin Square Inn, Heather finally gave up and started going south along US 41. This brought her to Marquette, and after enjoying a cool, creamy Culver's Concrete Mixer (c) with Snickers and peanut butter, she ran into Sarah Moulder.
"Ow," said Sarah, "Lucky you weren't driving any faster!" "Well, I would have seen you if you weren't wearing that t-shirt with a yellow line up the middle and lying in the middle of the road," replied Heather. "Butt munch!" they both cried simultaneously, before breaking into laughter. "Hey, I'm going to Alaska, wanna go too?" asked Heather, to which Sarah gave precisely 3.97 seconds of thought before agreeing to go.
Luckily, Sarah had a map and a functioning compass.
She also had a midget.
Part two coming up sometime later!
PS: I'm really not trying to rip on Heather or Sarah, I just came up with this because of a conversation involving them :-)