2011 - Day 290

Mock,
yeah.
Ing,
yeah.
Bird,
yeah.
Yeah?
yeah.

Headed to Aspen, escaping the Gas Man,
Where beautiful women
Instinctively flock
Like the salmon of Capistrano,
No food, no jobs...
PETS' HEADS ARE FALLING OFF,
According to the map only gone 4 inches,
Driving an '84... Sheepdog.
So you're telling me there's a chance...