I was at a gas station in Fort Chiswick, halfway between Charlotteville and Knoxville. So I went into the bathroom and there was one of those condom machines they commonly have in men's restrooms (I don't know what they have for the ladies, but the mens' room generally has a metal box where one puts in quarters and discreetly receive a form of protection that even the secret service can't provide).
Anyway, etched on the machine, it said "For refund, insert baby here."
Oh the simple joys of solo travel. And no, that's not a metaphor for masturbation ya sick freak.
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