<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/intermediary/f/0ace64f2-70c4-4a84-8238-612f751ca766/d47uzvp-944a6986-4240-442e-b1cd-302591e2f4bd.jpg/v1/fill/w_762,h_1049,q_70,strp/wanda_langkowski_aka_sasquatch_by_wardogs101_d47uzvp-pre.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name</strong>: Sasquach<br/><strong>Real Name</strong>: Wanda Langowski<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Road Trip<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 2:30 PM<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Warpath<br/><strong>Content</strong>: Road trip!<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Wearing</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRobTgfkRhhPnPsgvcRf50sCdm6s3FAefVfu_3669ScvqZd7YGc)</div></div><hr/><br/><br/>"I can either take humor in my new life or stew in it Jimmy." Wanda pointed out with a hearty laugh. "I did it when I first woke up in this body, and honestly I've moped too long. You pointed that out, and I nearly lost it today." Wanda crocked her hands. "Yeah.. a bit of a contact high I think. I hope there is a 7/11 nearby the next one." She said as she turned up the A/C.<br/><br/>"I think we should listen the the alternative station next." She added impishly turning the radio to the local college 'alternative hour'.  Her eyes twinkly as they road to the next place.<br/><br/>She was still laughing with her eyes as the next two places came up. They were .. 'mall studio' level things, not hard martial art studios. She shook her head as she came out of each.<br/><br/>"No bong fumes at least. The next one.. " She got serious as she unzipped her jacket halfway. "You see guys with guns, big blades.. tell them to let this stay honest. You kosher with that?"