Miss Henson's 6th grade class Made it two and a three-fourths minutes. If I keep going, I'll never be able to rent a room in a love motel ever again. Oh, the love life of a germaphobe.
Ersatz The Towson East Motel!
25 years ago in high school, we went there a couple of times to drink because the clerk didn't care if a gaggle of 17-year-olds tried to rent a room, so long as they had $39.95 in cash and a valid driver's license so they could find you if they had to clean up vomit on the floor (the clerk's words).
The second time, one corner of the bed where someone was sitting was damp. Through the covers. I can only imagine the bed was soaked. After that, we decided to go back to drinking in some woods near Dumbarton Middle. Cheaper and cleaner, but slightly more risk of running from the cops.
Raggamuffin Ah the honeymoon suite! Welcome to your new life!
BHWW Nothing wrong with this place some napalm couldn't clear up.