(sigh)
I just had to take a minute to write this. I spent today in West Virginia with Bill and have decided that SOME (not ALL) of the jokes about our neighbor state may just be for real.
While driving through the tiny town of Inwood, we passed the "Gentleman's Club" (a misnomer, perhaps?) that advertised the best daytime nude dancers. (I'm interested in whether they have dancers in the evening as well.) From there you can patronize "Slightly Sinful, An Adult Erotica Shop." But hold on. It's not ALL bad. Just a block away is the United Methodist Church which on ITS sign says "Tickets to heaven here." So in just a couple of blocks you can ogle, purchase and be saved.
And you know you're in West Virginia when apologies like "I'm sorry, Sheila" are spray painted on concrete bridge abutments. Trust me. There appears to be much going on in Inwood.
Poor, poor Sheila.
(sigh)
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