A road that’s narrower than the width of my car’s wheels could only be lover’s lane. Hitchhikers make the best lovers.

I picked up a hitchhiker. Later on I picked up some common sense and soda. The soda was all-natural, like the hooker from earlier.

If I saw you hitchhiking, I’d smile and return your thumb’s up, just for you doing such a great job of being a positive roadside influence.

If I saw a hitchhiker wearing a tie-dyed shirt, I’d assume he’s been waiting for a ride since the 1960s. I think that kind of patience is groovy.

The Boss,” because that title belongs to another Bruce.

And then she walked out of my life forever. Too bad she was hitchhiking. I should have picked her up.

As a rule of thumb, hitchhiking is no fun. If you’re going to stand around waiting to move, you may as well get paid to hold a pawnshop sign.

down unlit ,unmarked & forgotten roads of REASON & PURPOSE