When we were driving the course for Buffalo Springs, we came across this:
From behind, I thought it was just a mutilated satallite dish. But no, it's just sooper dooper Texas love!!
And then, when we were packing up and about ready to head back out of town, Don decided he would drive.
I have no idea why he decided to get in the front seat. He has never sat anywhere other than the trunk of a car...ever. I don't know where he got this big idea. but the real problem was that once he was in, he couldn't get out. He couldn't back out and there wasn't enough room to turn around. It was quite traumatizing for him.
Talking to the Television
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