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This is how I look when I get out of the shower. How awesome am I?	Matt arrives at my house at about 1:00, and I am apparently really excited to get on the road.	The familiar Walk Out To The Car shot. Complete with my body pillow, whom I call "Boyfriend."
Token Wendy's shot. I am so hungry, I am pretending my finger is a fry.	Matt found a Magical Wild Mountain Chicken Burger, and is also retarded.	Me doing what I do best -- Embarrassing everyone around me.
Matt orders like a Shakespearean character -- Delicius.	Matt with every Ranch Dressing in Christendom.	Slow and steady does NOT win the eating-delicious-hamburger race.
Why stop by the side of the road to stretch?	The fire hall where we will later perform. I am unsure about this.	Matt is, too.
You can't really tell...but this was the main road in town that turned to DIRT.	This pretty much sums up our expectations for the night.	Pulled over at a gas station, feeling very nervous, because rednecks do NOT take kindly to women who leave the kitchen to tell jokes.
Since we're in the land that time forgot, our cell phones do not work, and Matt tries to give his girlfriend directions to the show. "Turn right at the cow. If you see the elderly woman whittling on a porch, you've gone too far!!"	The "stage."	The crowd rushes in! There were actually a lot of people there, but they all had the collective I.Q. of the seven people shown here.
Matt taking a picture DURING THE SHOW!	Finally OUT of there. Matt navigates us back to civilization, which will come in the form of the bars in State College.	I'm very hungry.
Matt uses the restroom at a Pizza Place.	I purchase pizza at a Pizza Place.	Is it *hot* in here or is it just...some retard taking a picture of herself biting a root beer cap?
Friends let friends eat and drive.	I am in a very crowded bar, and I have a problem with crowds. Matt does not.	Cheap college-town alcohol.
Quote of the Night #1: "Do you realize we're drunkenly arguing about how frequently we update our blogs?"	Quote of the Night #2: "I'm glad you're not as much of a bitch as you seem online."	Danielle, Me, and delightful Rick who not only let me sleep on the most comfortable beanbag chair ever invented, but has my same Ben Folds Five shirt.