Okay,
This all started about 7 years ago. Three guys who worked at the same place together and found a similar fascination with all things political, historical, and religious (i.e. all the thing you are NOT supposed to talk about at work) and enough sinful pride to enjoy hearing themselves talk about them. We started meeting at our homes after work (which, for us, was about 3 am!), and as our wives and children were all abed, we took our discussions to the driveway, where we could talk, yell, drink, smoke cigars, yell some more, and eventually solve all the worlds problems while disturbing no one but the pesky neighbors. These meetings were named the "Driveway Bund" by one of us, and it stuck.
We have been close friends ever since, and only moved away from each other after the nightmare of Hurricane Katrina wiped out our jobs, homes, and habits.
So, being that all three of us are hardened "Katrina" survivors (*flex*), even if 66% of us have moved from the Coast, you will understand and forgive our occasional forays into self-pity and morbid reflections about the course of our lives...
Enjoy!
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