Stopping will occur many times on any journey.
Traffic signals, stop signs. Fuel stops. Pee stops, and poop stops.
John will have to stop at least twice just to get out of his housing addition.
Why I remember a journey I took once, musta stopped a hunnert times at least.
Ahh, yes, I remember it well. It was way back in the year of our Lord 19 hunnert and 86. A younger man I was then, but I remember it well.
Why I tell you, I nearly wore those brakes out, I stopped so many times.
Coffee stops.
Pee stops.
Snack stops.
I stopped for stopped cars.
I stopped for stopped vans.
I stopped for stopped station wagons.
Station wagons were more popular back then.
I had a station wagon myself once, not on this particular journey, but once.
It was a beauty.
Toyota wagon it was.
A Corolla wagon.
Lola the Corolla I called her.
Fine wagon she was.
Red in color.
4 cylinder, 5 speed, fine wagon indeed.
Love the Toyota brand, got me a Toyota tattoo, I do.
3 of them actually.
I have others, but 3 Toyota .
Love getting tattoos.
They hurt, but it's a good kinda hurt, if ya know how I mean.
Hard to believe a hurt can be good but it is.
Lots of things are hard to believe.
Why I remember believing things that you wouldn't believe.
But now I can't remember where I was going with this story.
You believe that?
Oh well, nevermind.