Hoping for a Hippie Smoking Pot
We want Miss America, not Ms. Flamingo Park In less than 24 hours of hitchhiking, my sister & I wished for and got breakfast, wished for and got some cold beer (wished for and avoided being murdered), and now, a … Continue reading Hoping for a Hippie Smoking Pot
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