Best Western Buggery

Last week, Janna was out of town in Iowa visiting her mother. Sometimes, when Janna visits, her mother will reserve a room at the local Best Western so they can swim together and work out and enjoy some private time away from the rest of the family.  How did “Best Western” become “Worst Western” in the flash of a leering eye and a filthy mouth?  I’ll tell you right now.

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