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Me and You On a Poor Man's Cross Country Trip

me and you on a poor man's cross country trip we never run out of gas we never eat all the snacks we do not need any ice for the cooler we don't even need to get any drinks all we are doing is looking at houses in other parts of this "small", rural city our mouths are still like "smuahhhhh!" our faces still have looks of surprise we might as well be on "house hunters" as many times as we say "OH WOWWWW!" we know good and well we cannot afford half the houses that we see however, we speak in feeble british accents and pretend like we can "UM, YES, OLE CHAP, OUR BUDGET IS A HUNDRED BILLION POUNDS!" "HOW ABOUT WE TALK ABOUT IT OLL OVER A SPOT OF TEA?" yeah....in our dreams, but in reality, we are having fun and enjoying each other's company it is like....we are on vacation....GO FIGURE!!!!!

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