Pictures of my Parking Lot Vacation
I sat in the Georgia heat with
no shelter for five hours waiting for the tent.
I got sunburnt and I wasn't very happy.
My home for a while
Friends that I made in the Parking Lot
Blood on my knife
Some of the weapons we got after the break in
double barrel 410 pistol
Double barrel 22
My Sign
Before I got a real gun I put a fake 45 under my hat so people would think I had a gun
This was my Ghetto Coffee
The sun makes it and you strain it through your teeth
and chew the bits that get through
I got sunburnt and I wasn't very happy.
My home for a while
Friends that I made in the Parking Lot
Blood on my knife
Some of the weapons we got after the break in
double barrel 410 pistol
Double barrel 22
My Sign
Before I got a real gun I put a fake 45 under my hat so people would think I had a gun
This was my Ghetto Coffee
The sun makes it and you strain it through your teeth
and chew the bits that get through
Posted by Douglas c. Face at 12/26/2010 6:21 PM 
Categories: Memoirs from a Macon Georgia Fireworks Tent
Categories: Memoirs from a Macon Georgia Fireworks Tent
I remember seeing these pictures online. I worried so much about you down there, and you and I were only friends back then. I love you so much.
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