Cory: My dearest Topanga, it's day 58 of my summer road trip across this great country of ours with my dear brother, Eric. This may be the last entry in my travel log, as my road buddy is becoming ornery.
Eric: Hi, Topanga. I don't know why Cory thinks I'm ornery. I'm actually, you know, pretty happy now that I've got the tape recorder and I don't have to listen to Cory yammer on for two months and 48 states about life on the road.
And speaking of the road, here it is now. *Throws recorder out of the window*