Cruisin' For Burgers #
I remember when gasoline was only $2.99 a gallon. Adventures came cheap back then, and we didn’t have to worry about global warming because the ozone layer had already gone to shit. We were all living for the weekend, when we could hop in our cars, crank up the smooth jazz, and joyride off in the general direction of a sunset. None of us had a care in the world, aside from the federal deficit and the occasional pang of white guilt. But hey, I’m not here to speak in generalities. I’m here to tell you a made-up story about myself.