lf,,, walk into Buc-ees bc i needa stretch my legs , lose
my friends. surrounded by christian merch… drowning in swimsuits and apparel of that wretched beaver’s face… slushee machine swarmed and i lose myself in the overhead light- suddenly… THE BUC-EE COMES TO ME AND TAKES MY HAND! i walk out and pet the Buc-ees statue outside. back to driving ig..
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God Bless America and Texas.