…probably none over there, either
The Doclopedia #3,356
Places I Can’t Go To Anymore: Skudville, Georgia
Look, I was 21, from California, had 4 days to kill while my friend Barb fixed my transmission, and most of the men in town were gone because it was the first week of deer season.
And, apparently, the women in that town weren’t getting what they needed from the men,if you know what I mean. So I whiled away 4 pleasant days and nights. Then Barb tells me my car is fixed aand I should leave soon because snoopy old Mrs. Othmeyer has been keeping tabs on me and is sure gonna tell those menfolk about me and their daughters, girlfriends, wives, sisters, and mothers.
I saw the logic in Barb’s advice, paid her what I owed her, kissed her on the cheek, and got out of town a few hours before the deer hunters got back.
Of course, I’ll probably never go back to Skudville anyway, now that Barb lives in Atlanta.
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