no. thank. you.
one of my favorite canadian peeps told me he sometimes stops and takes a nap at a particular rest stop when he’s making a long drive. and i told him that, you know, that just seemed like he was asking to be serial killed. so he sent me pictures of the rest stop.
it’s literally just a little shack
in the middle of fucking nowhere.
oh, look, there’s a bog or something on hand to make disposing of the body a breeze!
i blurred out the name of the place in case any serial killers see this. i don’t want them to know my friend fucking naps there.