We woke Dan around 9am after picking the lock to the door. Berber in his frog hat and tactical vest confiscated Dan's blanket to reveal his lack of pants. After arguing with their parents about loading kayaks, cleaning feret cages, taking out their trash, throwing away spitters, moving their cars, and hearing Berber sing "On the Way to Cape May" in a bullfrog voice for several hours, we were on the road about 11am.
To conserve battery life of my GPS (the cigarette lighter in my car quit working), I allowed Dan to give me initial directions, being that we had to stop at his bank. After going through some back alleyways, we arrived at 11:04am behind a Rita's where Dan hopped out, reminiscent of a young, 270lb. Dan Shaw to purchase "sustenance."
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