
Originally Posted by
iowadawg
Not much of a story.
And no hanky panky, or anything like that.
Company I worked for at the time, we traveled around Okla, Kans, Texas, Ark and La.
One night, we ended up in this small ass town in La.
The cop was like a kid around 16!
He told us where to stay, the only place in that town, called something like the "Town Motel".
We checked in, and figured something was up with the women and men coming and going.
Plus our room smelled like the proverbial whorehouse (perfume so thick).
Next morning, when we got to the store, the manager laughed his ass off as he told us where we had really stayed!
From then on, we stayed in Shreveport and drove into that small town in the morning.
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