Everybody needs a place to get away and at the same time feel at home. Betty’s is that kind of place. It’s just a bar for bikers but at the same time it’s a place the gang can call home. When they’re not home. You know, it’s kind of like when you were growing up and your brothers called you a butt head and made fun of your bowlegged, redheaded girlfriend with the braces. You know they really loved you, they just didn’t know how to express their real feelings. I guess that’s why you haven’t spoken to them in 13 years. It’s kinda like that.
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out here in Tennessee it’s more like “big jugs, ugly mugs”… yeehaw!
Still looking for a place like that. Still missing that bowlegged redhead too, but I heard she’s got the braces off now.