I’ve spent the night near the Clown Motel. Creepy as hell. A buckeroo gal friend of mine said if neither of us married again we should be buried next to each other in that graveyard. I told her it wasn’t where I wanted my bones to try to rest next to a clown motel with a steady stream of broken hearted old range riders coming to pay their respects to the beautiful Two-rein Jane.
July 28, 2021 @ 9:41 am
I’ve spent the night near the Clown Motel. Creepy as hell. A buckeroo gal friend of mine said if neither of us married again we should be buried next to each other in that graveyard. I told her it wasn’t where I wanted my bones to try to rest next to a clown motel with a steady stream of broken hearted old range riders coming to pay their respects to the beautiful Two-rein Jane.