In the Susquehanna Valley, we passed a very seedy, run-down shop with a sign in front that said “Ye Olde Adult Gift Shoppe.”
Never mind. I don’t want to go there.
In the Susquehanna Valley, we passed a very seedy, run-down shop with a sign in front that said “Ye Olde Adult Gift Shoppe.”
Never mind. I don’t want to go there.
This entry was posted by rightwingprof on July 25, 2007 at 1:22 pm under Odds 'n Ends. Both comments and pings are currently closed.
Matthew K. Tabor says:
I’ve always wondered what happens when one takes a quick whiz in Lake Otsego. Apparently it trickles down the entire Susquehanna and into the drinking water somewhere in PA.
July 25, 2007, 2:47 pmrightwingprof says:
I keep hearing you can never tell with lowlanders. Maybe you can’t.
July 25, 2007, 2:56 pmMike says:
In a small Wyoming town where I once taught, the local video store had a “back room” separated from the rest of the store by swinging doors. It was labeled: “Adult Training Films.”
July 25, 2007, 10:08 pmBoy George says:
Oh wait. Yes, I have. I’m sorry, but I just don’t have it in me right now to type it all out again. Besides, it was just ramblings anyway. You didn’t want to hear me go on and on about this, right?
August 26, 2007, 10:03 pm