Only it turned out to be a nightmare.
I was broke down (with flat tire) at a rest stop and some dude came up and struck up a conversation with me. No biggie, just talking. He tells me that he goes up here to hang out for a couple of hours before going home because if he goes home early his wife would expect him home early every day. He says he's seen a lot of stuff like folks having sex all the time up there.
This is when things start to get weird. He tells me that this place doesn't look like the place you'd find a lot lizard. I agreed with him. He then told me that he was up there one day reading "dirty magazines" in his car when a truck driver passed by and saw him. He told they got talking and the lot lizards there are male. He was telling me it was like reverse prostitution. The person doing the selling of services was actually buying services. Basically paying the dude to let him give the dude face.
Then the dude told me that drivers up there would get about $25-35 dollars for some top. Not pay for it, but receive for it. I was like damn. Then the dude really got me when he said, I guess if you have a pretty good imagination it wouldn't matter who resurfaced your knob.
He then looked at me waiting for my response.
I looked at him and told him that "the only thing I'm imagining right now is kicking your fucking ass if you don't get the fuck away from here."
He just kept walking up and down the sidewalk looking at all the trucks and waiting for an opportunity to give out some of that Georgia Dome.
I'm just here to say, "What the fuck!"
Later, QD.





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