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The Pube family vacation: a photo essay in stains

Last night, I had a pit stop at a hotel in Tulsa, Oklahoma. There, I
had the luxury of meeting the Pube family. The Pube family lived inside the hotel bathtub.

They are good friends with the Stain family that lives on various furniture in the hotel room.

(that last one was not a stain but there was enough dust that mites were committing suicide off of the ledge).

This is an unhappy birthday cake in the parking lot of an Oklahoma Wal-mart

For the tree-hugging über Jesus freak kid in all of us

Be-like-God-and-recycle binder folders . . . .

fyi

I would never drink a yellow fizzy liquid contained in a bottle labeled "Squirt."

Midwesterners are so thoughtful

On my last night in Kansas, my friends came in to wish me goodnight dressed as Darth Vader.


Then they gave me an anti-rape kit (you can never be too safe these days). It contains a rape whistle to scare an attacker, pedometer and siren and flashlight so you can know how far you have run from attacker, and an etch-a-sketch so you can draw a pic of your attacker.

I love this Sunkist!

In Kansas for some Christmas shopping

There are so many hos here!

They even decorate trees!

These look like they were made by children . . . oh wait, the sticker says Made in China.

This is a Christmas owl.

Did you know that all of the doughnuts on all of the carts are beautiful? I passed them but I wanted a pink one with sprinkles (like Homer).

Socks (the monkey) shares his tales of the Burmese
jungle while sitting around the campfire.