
Beware of hotels and motels in Nashville
Posted Mar 2, 2011 by anonymous | 178 views | 1 comments
The Mrs. and I took a trip to Nashville last month for anniversary. Our big 25. I wanted it real special. I got us a room at a high priced hotel. It was a suite with living room and sunken jaccusi. I put our camera bags down and set on the couch to rest. I let out a squeal cause I felt something real sharp. I stood up and I had one of those used drug junkie needle things sticking out of my behind. The Mrs pulled off the couch cushions and there was a hoard of those used drug needle things. We went to the desk to complain. She said drug lords throw parties in that suite and they probably left overs from a party. They knew drug lords stayed there and didn't clean the rooms after such parties. I said we wanted our money back. She said good luck finding a better place to stay in Nashville. We drove around and couldn't find vacancies. We finally found this place that didn't look good from the get go. The room was filthy. I put the camera bags down and went to set on the corner of the bed bottom to rest. I find myself on the floor and the bed was flying up behind me. My behind was already sore from that needle. My fanny hurt more after being thrown on my behind by that bed. My Mrs. had to help me up. We looked under the corner of the bed and there was no leg on that corner to hold the bed up. We went to the desk to complain. They said they was renovating and hadn't got to that room. Then why did they rent out? We got our money back. The only place we find open at 2 in the morn was Motel 6. We was too tired to care anymore. We went in and I decided my behind had enough. I wasn't going to set anywhere again and go right to bed. The Mrs. pulled the covers off and she started screaming. There was a hoard of Oreo cookie pieces in the middle of the bed and a big mouse at the bottom of the bed eating them. I backed up to the door and was leaving. I turned to the Mrs. to stop screaming and come on. A man from the room beside us heard the Mrs. screaming. He came a running and when he rushed in he hit me square in my sore behind with the door. I go a flying and land flat on the bed. The mouse flew up in the air when I fell on the bed and landed on the Mrs. She started screaming and brushed it off her onto the man who came in to see what the screaming was about. He starts screaming like a little girl and goes running from the room. We got our moey back. We slept in the car in the parking lot. Nashville was a filthy hole in the wall. Lots of drugs and druggies lying everywhere. We couldn't find a clean place to stay nowheres. We got tired of sleeping in our car. We went home. We'll never go back. I have to go take blood tests all the time now to make sure I didn't get no disease from that used needle thing. Don't go to Nashville if you don't have to. Watch where you stay if you do!
Commented Dec 19, 2011 by anonymous
Well, all of Nashvile is a hole and should be used for nuclear testing. Don't you think?