re: #365 klys (maker of Silmarils)

Driving along US 6 in Nevada (which seriously is the fucking loneliest road, ignore what they say about US 50, I’ve driven both), there was a stretch where I was desperate for a bathroom. Because that is what happens when you drink a lot of soda.

Anyway, we finally come up on a set of vault toilets in what appears to be a campground/rest area (out in the middle of fucking nowhere, because seriously, LONELIEST ROAD EVER), and I am relieved to find that one of them is unlocked.

Up until the point where, as I am taking care of things, I realize there is a black widow on the wall.

DO NOT TAKE US 6.

If it’s that lonely, who need toilets?