Ok...so my mom,my sister, my brother and i went to nashville today. We were on our way to do pony rides...thats what i do not the best job but w/e. Our job started at 4 and it was 3:30 so we went to Sonic. we then pulled into a parking lot. While we were sitting there enjoying our chocolate cream pie shakes we saw her. Now we've all seen that one man/woman who you swear is on crack. Well, this lady was in fact on crack. After she had snorted up her white powder of death, she grabed her bottle of beer and started to dance. Not like ballerina dancing, i mean the like raping the air dancing. She then walked over to a car to check herself out while  she was raping the air. After she got a good look at herself she started to run around waving her arms then she put down her beer, JUMPED onto the back of some random pickup truck and began humping the tail light. After,she started to grind on the air, picked up her beer and then went and sat down. Now i guess this wouldnt have been THAT bad if the lady was, for lack of better terms, hott, but she was fugly. She had to be at least 54-55, she was wearing Daisey Dukes, no bra,and a shirt that was probably meant for her grand-daughter...ew... But nonetheless i now know why crack is not your friend. But the only regret i have about witnessing this white powdery death air rape is that i did not have a camcorder on me. I know shame on manda. Well, thats basically it. laterz