I get off the plane and the truck I bought a 2006 Chevy Silverado pickup sits waiting for me. I figured a older car would give me a lower profile here in Alabama. My phone rings as I go down the highway, its Jake my best friend and I answer it. "Yes?" I speak, Jake being used to my broodyness. "You're off the plane right? Officially on the way to my ranch?" Jake asks and I roll my eyes not refraining since he isn't around. Im spending the fall and winter at my best friends ranch onmy break
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