Following my eventful evening at Kulak's Woodshed, my dear friend Aubrey and I went for a bite to eat with Steve and Bobby at Jerry's Deli, after the show. When we left the deli at 12:30AM, Aubrey and I decided to pull a late night and come back to my place and watch a DVD. Aubrey went home to grab the DVD and on her way back to my place at approximately 12:45AM she calls me to inform me that while unfamiliar with my neighborhood, she was desperately looking for a gas station when she ran...out...of...gas. BUMMER! She needed me to pick her up to bring her to a gas station.
So, what do two fine young classy chicks do to make the most of this situation? We turn it into a photo shoot. Why not make the best the situation, right? Here are a few of our shots!
Something tells me "Wilhelmina Models" won't be knocking at our door just yet...
Ahahaha! Don't rule yourself out just yet. You never know who was watching you from inside 7 Eleven!
ReplyDeleteyou know - ever since I was a little girl (I kinda still am? ha! on the inside...), I would freak out about how much gas was in the car. I was always watching the gauge. I remember one time we were on a trip to KS and the gas light was on and we were in the middle of nowhere. We ended up taking dirt roads to find some tiny little gas station that looked like it hadn't been used since 1940. Pretty sure we were on the set of one of the Texas Chainsaw Masacre movies. It was vacant looking, dusty, tumbleweeds all over and I'm certain I saw a chainsaw shining in the sun's rays as it hung next to the old school 7-up sign...next to the gunrack. HA! j/k on the gunrack.
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