A busted seat leads to three horny women in my lap.
Enjoy..
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"Alright guys, you know the drill. You all get in first. I'll load the woodwind stuff in the middle row, and you guys keep an eye on the percussion stuff in the back."
I grimaced at Victoria and Olivia and began to fold my big self into the very backseat of our beat up old van. Think like the Mystery Machine but with a third row. It was garishly painted in bright blue and red and the words spray painted on the side read "Harrison Family Music Rentals". The van was ancient, but in remarkably good shape.
Finally tucked into the back corner of the van, I did my inspection of the stack of drums, bongos, a few bodhrans (Irish drums), everything you'd need for a drum circle. The biggest drum was placed just behind me, easily
