totally out in the sticks, i mean way out there in no mans land, there is a beacon of hope to weary travellers. . . tatsty freez on rt 15. i dont even think theres a town nearby. its a bit north of the state line. i got a bbq sandwich. bbq cardboard, that is! my chick got a chilidog, just like youd want from a tatsyfreez out in the middle of nowhere. and she got maddogged by a douchy wannabe biker. why do old men wear those ridiculous mushroom half helmets???
the iced tea was good enough to not throw away. the fries were almost eaten by us the bathroom was servicable and smelled of ancient urine, exactly how i expected.
.. then we got the f*&k outta there, i was starting to get depressed thinking about how the counter chick had to stay there and work and not just get on a bus and escape to the big city, where she would get hooked on heroin and become a streetwalker to feed the monkey.
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