These two guys argued over the barbecue ("Them burgers is DONE!" "NAW! Them burgers is RAW!")

This guy, Robbie... what to say about Robbie.... First of all when we were on our way there, Bill had the idea that he'd put the address in the GPS and follow the directions it gave him. So I called Dave and he said Robbie lived in the "compound" we were headed to. So he said "Robbie, what's your address? Bonnie's going to put it in the GPS to find the place." After some hesitation, Robbie said "PO Box 23". After more wrangling around, Robbie didn't know his address, so Dave met us at a store and led us there. Robbie wanted us to see his dad's cars, and went through many keys trying to get in the garage. Here he is.
Here's Bill and me on the fabulous porch this place had.
This is one of the dad's cars.











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