A burger in the Mexican restaurant
But, hey, they’re playing fifties rock and roll
What can they expect?
It’s a wonder I didn’t order a vanilla shake
Wo wo wo, You really got a hold on me
Hold me, hold
Just waitin’ for my ride in the sky
And it was a dang good burger, I hope
yep, really good.
Yeah, I want to hear the rest of that story.
And yes, that’s Texas. One local place I like is Tex-Mex and serves a burger named after the owner, who is Lebanese.
That would be a good story. BTW, i loved Texas and the lodge.
I could go for a chocolate egg cream soda! I love that banner photo.
Do you mind if I tag along when you go for that soda?
This sounds like lyrics to a song on a movie soundtrack. I can picture it.
The story starts in the San Antonio airport after a strange encounter at a Christian commune in the Texas hill country, where the main character was being held with no outside communication.
That one sentence could be a summary of a novel. If I were an agent, I’d want to see some pages.