The desert is the place for mirages. I once travailed for Flying J. Hell. I think I would remember that happening. I'll gladly stick it back up in there, if that'll make you feel any better. I think I will rob a Stuckies.
Lets hallucinate, baby.
We'll both come down believing it was the greatest experience of our lives, but the instant replay will show us sitting in opposite corners of the room throwing bean bags back and forth the entire time. I don't think so. But there will be bean bag chairs involved. So I was at McDonalds today for lunch. Let me relay the conversation to you.