Oh Southwest

Damn, now how am I going to get my Hooker Fleshbot 2000 to Vegas?
This raises a question I've had since I first heard of those expensive Real Dolls. We used to fly from KDWH to LaGrange about once a month for chicken fried steak. LaGrange and the Chicken Ranch closing is when Texas started to decline. Anyway, let's say that to serve people that can't afford to own a Real Doll or the most up to date version - I wonder what the legality is for a brothel that rents them by the hour? I mean, it isn't "trafficking" and I don't think it rises to the level of prostitution. You're just renting a room with "furniture ". I think it would be legit.
 
This raises a question I've had since I first heard of those expensive Real Dolls. We used to fly from KDWH to LaGrange about once a month for chicken fried steak. LaGrange and the Chicken Ranch closing is when Texas started to decline. Anyway, let's say that to serve people that can't afford to own a Real Doll or the most up to date version - I wonder what the legality is for a brothel that rents them by the hour? I mean, it isn't "trafficking" and I don't think it rises to the level of prostitution. You're just renting a room with "furniture ". I think it would be legit.

I remembering hearing of that sort of thing.

(just don't have the mental fortitude to look it up)
*shivers*
 
This raises a question I've had since I first heard of those expensive Real Dolls. We used to fly from KDWH to LaGrange about once a month for chicken fried steak. LaGrange and the Chicken Ranch closing is when Texas started to decline. Anyway, let's say that to serve people that can't afford to own a Real Doll or the most up to date version - I wonder what the legality is for a brothel that rents them by the hour? I mean, it isn't "trafficking" and I don't think it rises to the level of prostitution. You're just renting a room with "furniture ". I think it would be legit.
You ate at the Chicken Ranch as a kid? That's epic, although I don't know if you should be proud of it.

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rG6b8gjMEkw
 
When I was a kid and our family adventures would lead us up into the delta we'd go to Al The Wops in Locke, CA. I can still remember walking to the restaurant after we'd parked and all of the 2-3 story wooden buildings were literally leaning on each other. It was a rough place and kids weren't normally allowed but my dad smoothed it over with whoever was watching the door, it was one of those talks with your father about how you better behave or there might be real consequences. I'm unsure why it was so important to go there. My dad was not a biker, a mariner nor a musician but he was adamant that we visited this place. The waitress that came to take our order was giving my brother and I the evil eye, when I said I'd like a petite steak medium rare she lightened up and actually smiled. I was a young boy and I needed to pee, I poked my dad in the ribs and asked if I could be excused to use the restroom. I'd of gone by myself but he loved me so we went together. I'd never seen what a dive bar restroom might be, it wasn't good. The steak was memorable, it was that good and in later years we went back a few times but it'd changed and gotten "softer". It's still there but the ambiance of not only the restaurant but the town has changed.
 
You ate at the Chicken Ranch as a kid? That's epic, although I don't know if you should be proud of it.

View: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rG6b8gjMEkw

No - the Chicken Ranch didn't have chicken fried steak, only Y-boned steak. The Chicken Ranch was closed in 1973 largely at the behest of Houston journalist Marvin Zindler.

There was a restaurant within easy walking distance from the old airport in LaGrange (Guenther Municipal) that was delicious and an excellent value.
 
No - the Chicken Ranch didn't have chicken fried steak, only Y-boned steak. The Chicken Ranch was closed in 1973 largely at the behest of Houston journalist Marvin Zindler.

There was a restaurant within easy walking distance from the old airport in LaGrange (Guenther Municipal) that was delicious and an excellent value.
I'm guessing they only served open face roast beef sandwiches, but I'm not familiar with the ladies of the night. The closest I ever got was a late night In Tijuana back in the very early'90s and it wasn't attractive. My buddy on the other hand was into it and he not only failed to bust a nut but his wallet got stolen in the process. I thought it was funny until we were sprinting across the border to evade the folks that were upset because he'd been throwing up all over the blankets folks set up to sell trinkets on the sidewalk. My buddy thought he liked Jack Daniel's, that night he met him and it was okay for a little bit and then it came off the rails. There's a reason why I don't like the taste of liquor. Beer is good, not booze.
 
This raises a question I've had since I first heard of those expensive Real Dolls. We used to fly from KDWH to LaGrange about once a month for chicken fried steak. LaGrange and the Chicken Ranch closing is when Texas started to decline. Anyway, let's say that to serve people that can't afford to own a Real Doll or the most up to date version - I wonder what the legality is for a brothel that rents them by the hour? I mean, it isn't "trafficking" and I don't think it rises to the level of prostitution. You're just renting a room with "furniture ". I think it would be legit.

Isn’t this basically the premise of West World?
 
And absolutely no one cares what you say, again. It must suck to be that angry and irrelevant.

What the • are you talking about, demented old man?

Marvin Zindler was an investigative journalist from my hometown (Houston). That quote was from his weekly “rat and roach report” regarding sketchy restaurants and their (lack of) hygiene.

Your mental illness is on full display here.

Here’s my advice. Get the • off the internet, and seek help. You clearly have no family around that will get it for you.
 
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What the • are you talking about, demented old man?

Marvin Zinder was an investigative journalist from my hometown (Houston). That quote was from his weekly “rat and roach report” regarding sketchy restaurants and their (lack of) hygiene.

Your mental illness is on full display here.

Here’s my advice. Get the • off the internet, and seek help. You clearly have no family around that will get it for you.
I'll not comply with your suggestion to abandon the internet, that would be dumb. You're hometown neither raises or lowers your intelligence unless you think the 5 o'clock news is verboten. That would be dumb. You can pretend you're brilliant and annoy everyone around you or you can just realize you're neither better or worse than anyone you meet and get on with your day. You choose to lash out at me. Here's my advice, go • yourself.
 
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