Having A Metatexual Conversation About A Word That Doesn't Exist.

The final leg of DnDnD2K09. On the ninth day of driving, our minds vanished.

3168.4 miles. Yes I added an extra zero. For emphasis.

Driving through Pennsylvania, inventing a new grammatical structure.

At least we had an adventure involving animals maybe.

Chipmunks? Moths? Pure Evil?

I guess we're both sausages now.

We're back in town, fo' sure.