It wasn't until I got home that I realized I had reenacted a certain movie with Burt Reynolds in it. I had made a flying trip to the west in my truck with Pontiacs ahead of me running interference. Once there I procured the (root) beer and returned east bound to safely bring the cargo home - all while avoiding trouble with the law. I think I'll write a screenplay and call it "Cloudy and the Robber", you know, to avoid legal hassles.


PS: If I do this again I want a script change, let ME be the one to run interference in the Trans Am with the beautiful co pilot, let someone who can sing drive the stinking truck.

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