Outskirts of hell: West Texas motel

Outskirts of hell: West Texas motel

So Mac the Aura Camera guy sidles up to me, “You see that triple Aries, if you could saddle that, I’ll bet you could ride it.”

Yeah, right. Mac’s other funny comment was about an apparently attractive woman, “Too rich for you?” I asked.

“I think she owns most of the land between here and Amarillo, yes, a little out of my league. I like the ones with low self-esteem and poor judge of character.”

“Kramer, you know what this guy over here is doing?”

No, but his sign read, “Women: I’ll take away all the pain ever caused by men – past life or this life.”

“Look, Kramer, you could learn to do that. Thirty seconds, thirty dollars, all it takes. And he does it without even using his hands. Why are you blushing?”

About the author: Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.

Use of this site (you are here) is covered by all the terms as defined in the fineprint, reply via e-mail.

© 1993 – 2024 Kramer Wetzel, for astrofish.net &c. astrofish.net: breaking horoscopes since 1993.

It’s simple, and free: subscribe here.