Some of my favorite night outs we didn't really go anywhere. Well, sorta, we'd drive to some busy parking lot some where, park in the back and sit and watch all the weirdos, er people. We just sit and watch and make up names and stories about them until we'd bust our laughing or crying, or both. Then after we were totally emotionally wiped out, we'd go home.
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