We have made it through Texas. Who knew this state was so big? That it would take so long? It was painful, treacherous. The sun burned, not a casino in sight, but we swore we would never wake up in this state so onward we went. Six energy drinks and two almost-heart-attacks later, we passed the state line, and passed the f*** out.

One of the many crappy little roadside casinos in LA. These things litter the state from North to South.

By the way, if you’re one of the slack-jaws who shared in taking a quick thirty-five from us, I hope you’re having fun with it… buy your sister something nice.

While we may not support drunk driving, we can admit to having stopped for a couple quick shots of whiskey in whiskey bay. Very “fun” people in the local bar at 1:30p.m.

As we fly through Texas, the devil stays close on our heels.

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