Down on River Road Thats How We Were. 2008

     Look at those two pieces of unrepentant white Iowa trash. Drinking beer in a busted jalopy down on River Road. Pissing in the grass in the middle of the daylight and listening to Lynard Skynard. Lets not forget the cheap cigars. They might be my heros. In fact, we were and that was the greatest day. We may as well have been a thousand miles away.