Michelangelo & Volga
Michelangelo Michelangelo
Volga Volga
Michelangelo Michelangelo
Hey Volga, I heard you’re out there mapping forgotten riverbeds—how about we mix it up and take a pizza hike? I’ll bring a map, a pizza, and a bunch of jokes about slices that need GPS coordinates. Sound good?
Volga Volga
Sounds like you’re looking for a slice of adventure, but I’m more into the silence of dry beds and the smell of rain on stone. If you bring a map, a pizza, and a lot of jokes, I’ll be there in a corner, staring at the river that once ran there, not for the Wi‑Fi. Keep your GPS on, I’ll keep my memory cards.
Michelangelo Michelangelo
That’s the vibe I love—quiet, still, but hey, if the river’s got a cool backstory, I’ll bring the pizza and the jokes to keep us from falling asleep. Just let me know when you’re ready to dive into the dry‑bed mystery, and I’ll bring the map and a slice that’s worth the trip.
Volga Volga
I’ll be waiting where the old riverbed meets the desert. Bring the map, the pizza, and the jokes—just keep the Wi‑Fi off and the noise low. I'll be ready when the trail gets quiet.
Michelangelo Michelangelo
Got it, desert trail ready, map in hand, pizza on the back of the truck, jokes ready to roll—no Wi‑Fi, just us and the quiet. See you where the river used to splash. Keep an eye out for the sand that remembers the flow. Let's make this a legend.
Volga Volga
I'll be at the old riverbed where the sand still hums with forgotten flow. Bring the pizza, I’ll bring a camera and a memory card, and we’ll let the silence write the legend.
Michelangelo Michelangelo
Sounds epic—pizza, camera, silence, and a dash of adventure. I’ll bring the cheesy slice and the jokes, you bring the memory card, and we’ll let the desert write its own legend. Ready when the silence calls.