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Kidnapped

It started out as any normal Thursday. Bud came downstairs and said he had to deliver a car to some dude in Florala. He took note that Florala is only 30 miles to Destin, Florida. 
Keep on truckin

“Pack your bags,” he said. “I’m kidnapping you to the beach.” 

I decided to Tweet the entire kidnapping. This will help walk you through the amazing adventures of the day……
  •  @shanistymyers: I’m being kidnapped, and will be tweeting during. #kidnapped
  • @shanistymyers: Bud says, “I’m not bringing you back until you have a tan between your toes.” #kidnapped
  •  @shanistymyers: Bud: “since u are the co-pilot, u are in charge of the radio, my cell phone, and looking for Hooters restaurants along the way.” #kidnapped
  • @shanistymyers: Bud “whatever happened to music with words?” #kidnapped
  • @shanistymyers: Bud on business: “so, I told him if he didn’t pay me, I’d eat his arms and legs off.” #kidnapped
  • @shanistymyers: We may have a flat tire. #kidnapped
  • @shanistymyers: Tire blown. Inching along i65. #kidnapped
  • @shanistymyers: As Army tankers pass us…”well, how do ya like that? Our own military ’bout ran over us.” #bud
Kenny the mechanic
Car delivery spot
Bud Wreaking Havoc
Bud is a happy man

@shanistymyers: “33 DOLLARS! 33 DOLLARS!” bud yelled… Clearly, he spotted a Super 8… “we could stay there for a month, and they have a lounge and a KFC!” #bud

So, it call came full circle in the end. My kidnapping was one for the books. Since we lost so much time with the tire situation, Bud says we might stay for an extra 3 days. 
Or… we may never come back… To be continued…
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