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Originally Posted by lumberjim
Cuz, we're bros. I can call you a mook. Gman i just met the once, so i can't call him a mook yet. And i get the sense he's not a mook. An architect type, that guy. Showed me buildings he helped design in town. Pretty cool.
Worst hotel ever last night. Serves me right for riding until 9pm and then taking the recommendation of a waitress. No fridge or microwave in the room. All the trash cans in shared areas full to spilling. Then the power goes out at 8 am so i get nice and sweaty loading the bike. Microtel in Bryson City.
That's ok, I'm putting it down as counterpoint to the good hotel luck I've had otherwise.
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And he hasn't answered in 3 days. Hey I get over here eventually. I had all plans of going up there Tuesday where I know of a sweet 60's motel with trees, flowers and humming birds in Maggie Valley.
I didn't tell you cause I didn't want to get your hopes up. I couldn't get anyone to stay with Shirley overnight for a few days. You would think outta 15 grandchildren one of them would be worth a fuck.
Anyways I will take it as a compliment the word Mook, dude.