Sunday, September 17

An extremely obese mother at the motel's continental breakfast this morning asked her obese daughter how many butters (plural) she would like with her waffle. Don't they get it? Personally I wonder how you can have an entire society of unattractive people...but I guess I'm biased by silly northeastern ways.

Anyway...it's a beautiful day, and I'm heading to Indiana.

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