Tom Bodett, Serial Killer

“I’m Tom Bodett, for Motel 6 and we’ll leave the light on for you.” The bland Midwestern corn pone drawl so bland and inviting, conjuring images of a bespectacled fat man in a John Deer cap and fishing vest. Meant to invite you to take a load of for the night at a reasonable, let’s call it what it is…cheap, price.

Cue ominous music.

A Motel 6 is cheap for a reason. It’s because they suck. When I say suck I don’t mean like a coke through a straw suck. I mean like a golf ball through a garden hose suck. Dark and dingy even when doing their best to look clean. Putting you in mind of every crime movie you’ve ever seen. The slaughter scene from No Country for Old Men comes to mind, but instead of Anton Chigurh, it’s Tom Bodett with a chain saw uttering a killer line, “I’m Tom Bodett for Motel 6, and you’re going to die.” Move over Norman Bates, am I right?

So word of warning. Beware comforting friendly voices inviting you to stay. Especially at a low low price because you get what you pay for. Keep driving, or the meat in the lunch buffet may be you.

Until next time. 🇺🇸

One thought on “Tom Bodett, Serial Killer

  1. Oh yes! That’s why you stay off back roads. It’ll lead you to nowhere. I prefer to stay at 5 star hotels anyway. Only the best for my bum! 🙂

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