Sitting in the drivers lounge at the terminal in South Carolina listening to truckers b.s around, trying to top the other guys story or who can speak the loudest gathering many eyes, it brings a lil smile to my face because it reminds me that these men aren't just tired weary drivers their people with their own stories to tell, even though most of the time its all b.s its still theirs to share with whoever will pay attention.
arguments may come but its all settled with a handshake and smoke outside, cause at the end of the long hard day a phone call home and a fellow trucker is all you've got!
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