You're in the middle of nowhere, lost, and your fuel gauge is a lot closer to E than to F.
But as luck would have it, you happen on to a tiny little bar, you think to yourself:
"They must be having a car show, all these cars from the 50's and 60's."
Soon you realize it's not just a car show.
"Oh wow, a theme bar, way out here, it's a 1960's bar."
Once inside you notice the TV is showing programing from the 1960's.
"Nice touch!" you think to yourself.
After a while, you think to yourself:
"Oh man, I'm the only one not dressed in 60's stuff, people are looking at me, I hope they don't kick me out."
But soon you realize that you aren't in a very meticulously decorated 60's bar, you're in the 60's!
A guy and a girl come over to you and tell you that your clothes are cool, and they admire you for not giving into the man.
You think to yourself:
"Groovy!"
"I think I'm going to like it here."
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Friday, September 07, 2012
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