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Wet Cigarette Butts

 

The trailer industry is booming.  Load up on cash, some traveling money.  We'll hit the Oklahoma fruit and vegetable stands on the way back.  They're all over.  Must be good business, everybody needs to eat.


This road was paid off long ago, but the Turnpike Tollway circus continues.  Just as well, although they should round up to the nearest dollar, coins are a dirty hassle.  Could send along the suggestion, but the stubborn Okie Turnpike Authority wouldn't listen to a Texan even if the math is better.  They'll get the same traffic at $3 that they get at $2.75.


Funguns and beef jerky made a fine meal.  Way better than Country Bob's in St. James, Missouri.  Despite the billboard promising hand cut steaks, the place reeked of moldy, milky mildew and wet cigarette butts.  Questionable ventilation, questionable sanitation standards, questionable all around.  Oh well, on to St. Louis.      

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