Much like where's Waldo, Buford is looking for his cousin, Albert.
Albert wasn't found at the lake.
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The adventures of two roaming Nebraska license plates.
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- Albert & Buford Husker
- I'm a Nebraska Cornhusker license plate. My owner Jeff travels so much I decided I should follow suit and see what all the fuss is about. So now I have abandoned his car and hit the road to see where life takes me.
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3 comments:
MY BROTHER, .... ER COUSIN.
I MISS YOU BUT DID NOT KNOW YOU HAD BEEN ENSLAVED BY JY. CURSE HIM TO DAMNATION. SPIT ON HIS PERSIAN BONES.
WE MUST REUNITE 0N THE HILL OF MITHRADE AT MIDNIGHT OF THE SEVENTH SON.
ALBERT
Keep your foot hard on the pedal. Son, never mind them brakes.
Let it all hang out 'cause we got a run to make.
The boys are thirsty in Atlanta and there's beer in Texarcana.
And we'll bring it back no matter what it takes.
East bound and down, loaded up and truckin',
We're gonna do what they say can't be done.
We've got a long way to go and a short time to get there.
I'm east bound, just watch ol' "Bandit" run.
Buford T. Justice
1 Month, and no updates? Beginning to get worried about you guys...might have to get the authorities involved!
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