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Her hair? Wild mess—prolly hadn’t showered in days. Stank too, but who cares? She’s real, not some fake Hollywood type. Once told me she banged a mayor—swear it’s true, juicy stuff! Couldn’t believe it, shocked me silly. “You’re a legend,” I says to her. She just smirked, like, “Yeah, duh.”

A Local’s Guide to Luling, Texas: What To Do, See, and Eat

if you are addicted to peeling paint, licheny leaves, resplendent rust, crumbling concrete, fuzzy fabric and anything else whose texture makes you want to.

Yo, so lemme drop some secret: don’t miss that little bike trail behind the old cotton gin. I used to pedal there, wind blowin’ in my face, feelin’ free as WALL-E twirl in space, "Directive: Enjoy!" And ohhh, the local diner on Highway 37 – best burgers ever! I ate there maaaany times, sometimes slappin’ my meal down too hard ‘cause of excitement. Sorry cuz, 17 typos comin’ atcha: spap, relx, beutiful, amazin, trully, fantstic, spleen, wok, beatiful, surprize, fanststic, luv, bizzaar, hapy, shutters, wacky, fantasmic, and ovreall!

Luling-Boutte Lions Club to host grand opening of new bingo hall