As I rolled back in to the Dirty Myrtle, via highway 90, after having been away from my home town for many years, I was feeling a bit nostalgic for the busy intersections and overwhelming grdlock of my adopted Boston. And then... I saw this sign on the side of the road, in a section of the beach we like to call Poplar. The minute I was close enough to read the sign comments came rushing in to my head faster than pop- ups on a porn site.
- So, can you mapquest the G- Spot?
- The quest is over, the road to the G-Spot has been found.
- Is the clientelle at The G-Spot often late in arriving because they keep getting lost?
However, I think my favorite portion of the sign is the sub-head, "By Any Means Neccessary." I applaud the dedication of G-Spot revelers. I think if we all had this sort of determination there might be a few more satisfied people, well at lest in the sack.
As I pulled off to the side of the road to take this photo, the reporter in me desperately wanted to stroll inside of the establishment, but alas the petite southern flower in me warned me that this might not be an establishment for a lady. And then, I saw the homemade disclaimer posted outside of the door.
It was at this moment that I realized that returning to my roots was going to be quite the adventure. I implore you to add your own comments about the G-Spot or anything else Dirty Myrtle related to this blog.
I agree with the no weapons, drugs and fightin', but ya'll need to go ahead and loiter around the G-spot! I mean, that's the whole point! ;-)
ReplyDeleteWhat do you mean, weapons? It's weapon, singular! Hahaha.
ReplyDeleteWell....what CAN you do at this place?
ReplyDeleteMan, Im getting my free crab leg next Thursday! Crablegs and Henny.
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