#943272 added November 3, 2018 at 5:25pm Restrictions: None
Hotel California
They met in a bar downtown. Her high heels and a killer smile, his weary wrinkled face, and tuxedo. In the night they checked into this hotel down the street. The manager gave them their key and said goodnight. They stumbled into the dim lit room and fell down the bed, smoked some pot, drank their drinks and watched TV. The clock stroke 4. He took out his gun, shot her point blank and aimed at his own head. They never checked out again.
Fortune cookie at the scene: Life is short and it ain't going to be better.
WC: 99
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