Grant took a massive dump after driving for six hours in a car. (I thought I should clarify that it was a car, and not a horse drawn wagon. Thanks.)

Matt, shortly after arriving in Bland County, is shocked by the fact that we indeed have electricity and running water.

Matt plays Super Mario 2 in my room.

Grant joins Matt, making it impossible for me to drag them out of the house for at least an hour. Jerks.

Taking care of 7th grade business, Elvis style.

Matt stubbornly maintained this position until we caved in and rented "The Boy Who Could Fly" just for him.

Grant assaults an elementary school playground. Thankfully, there were no children present.

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Matt contemplates the Bland County Fair from above.

With one simple expression, Grant sums up the Bland County Fair.

BUTTS

There's nothing like a McDonalds to make two kids from the suburbs feel at home in the middle of nowhere.

Grant and I whisper sweet nothings to Ronald.

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