For now.
I will say this much, however, I am always reminded by my sojourns in the Kuntry exactly why meth seems to have such a sweet siren's song.
Anyway, in lieu of bitching, here are a few random pictures from my cellphone of some of the many rest stop bathrooms I found myself in along the way.
You're welcome.
Fairies on the gas station men's room's wall. Fairies on the wall, but not one glory hole. What is this world coming to???? |
Chocolate vending machine next to mens room in the tourist center |
Condom and "Horny Goat Weed" vending machine in truck stop men's room. Chocolate or Horny Goat Weed? Hmmm....tough decision. |
Handy dandy toilet stall scale, to weigh yourself after you've... um... lost a few pounds, I guess. |
Rough approximation
of hot redneck (who would have surely killed me if I had dared take a photo of him) washing his best camo t-shirt in the men's room sink. Bless his heart. |
14 comments:
Glad to hear your alright honey!!!! Love the pictures, and what a deal at 75 cents for climax control!!! I do believe I would have stocked up!
xoxoxoxo for you, sweetpea! where are you now? stay safe. xoxo
So Glad that you have survived the ordeal darling...
I'm loving the redneck "almost porn"
At least you have had some points of interest to ponder in the wilderness...
redneck: delightful!
glad you're accounted for!
Quelle relief, caro, that,in the words of Mrs. Ritchie, you made it thro-o-o-ugh. Look forward to more storm tales.
the horny goat weed is not to be trusted.
Glad you're okay, sweetie! And hope you found that special glory hole.
Nice to know that you are safe and sound. I won't even try to compare and contrast stories but suffice to say, I dodged the bullet.
We still have October, November and December to get through...
I'm delighted to hear you're ok. I had pictured washed out into the Gulf on top of some nun, paddling aimlessly.
So relieved to hear that you kept your head above water.
Was your mother with you?
No electricity for a whole week???
...great opportunity to learn French!
Thank GOD you are OK. You even got your own post on Doing Hard Time in Shaker Heights to the effect that I was worried sick about you, as I was. I even told the rough trade boy fellating me last night just that.
glad you're back, and didn't get beaten up by those rednecks.
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