fucking van

tour has been a blast so far.  We're out with The Carrier and The Mongloids, but things got intense yesterday.  Lets start at the beginning.  We had a tire blowout on Friday night.  It was scary, but not a big deal.  Triple A came and put the spare on so we were saved.  Since it was Friday night we couldn't get the tire fixed, so we did a 12 hour all night drive on the spare... bad idea.  We said "around 9 we'll find a place that's open to get the tire fixed."  At 9:14 am, we heard an explosion, lost control of the van, and heard the sound of metal grinding on the road.  Luckily we pulled over before anything bad could happen.  The entire spare had snapped off.  We were just on the roter.  The spare, which was on the car, bounced way into the woods, near cows.  Long gone.  Luckily, we're all alive.  The hillbillies in the random town in Missouri we were in helped us out, got us some new tires, and we were off without missing a beat.