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Let's be a seedy motel!

I'm the stain on the carpet leading into the bathroom. You step over me without looking down and hope I'm not blood.

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by Anonymousreply 248November 1, 2020 5:49 AM

I'm the meth addict watching you from my window across the parking lot.

by Anonymousreply 1August 8, 2020 2:43 PM

I'm the pubic hair between the sheets.

by Anonymousreply 2August 8, 2020 2:48 PM

I'm the pubes from previous guests in the shower drain.

by Anonymousreply 3August 8, 2020 2:48 PM

I'm the very loud, incoherent argument next door. And out in the parking lot. And four rooms down on the other side.

by Anonymousreply 4August 8, 2020 2:49 PM

I’m the stench of weed

by Anonymousreply 5August 8, 2020 2:49 PM

I’m the bed bugs that infest everything & that you carry home after getting a STD from the random grinder hookup

by Anonymousreply 6August 8, 2020 2:51 PM

I'm the crackhead who has been living in room 15 since September 2019. I have a special arrangement with motel management.

by Anonymousreply 7August 8, 2020 2:51 PM

I'm the broken light fixture.

by Anonymousreply 8August 8, 2020 2:51 PM

I'll be the shower head that kids works but also has a massive leak. I give you lukewarm water, at best, you broke bastard.

by Anonymousreply 9August 8, 2020 2:55 PM

I'm the cigarette burns in the bedspread.

by Anonymousreply 10August 8, 2020 2:55 PM

I'm the dead body found after three days. No one knows if it was a suicide or murder. Management tells the cops he doesn't know nothin'. Housekeeping is upset because they can't get the room cleaned up for the next incoming guest.

by Anonymousreply 11August 8, 2020 2:55 PM

The the front desk clerk who almost certainly doubles as a pimp.

by Anonymousreply 12August 8, 2020 2:58 PM

I'm the cheap led lights that are a blue hue. And none of them match.

by Anonymousreply 13August 8, 2020 3:00 PM

I'm three teenage girls collected from two airports earlier today, waiting to shit out condoms filled with drugs, worried that the capsules might break and only vaguely aware that Phase II of the job will also involve generating money from body cavities in sour smelling rooms like these,but these jobs will last a few years until I'm spent and tired and sold out to a Chinese lady who bought a huge McMansion with good Feng shui and bad labor-management relations.

by Anonymousreply 14August 8, 2020 3:01 PM

I'm Sandra in reception! I just finished checking Mr. Burrous and his friend into our loveliest room.

by Anonymousreply 15August 8, 2020 3:03 PM

I am the clerk sitting behind a thick piece of glass. I check you in and I phone you when your hour is up. With some regret, I have to admit that I write this from experience. Back in the nineties, I fell into a scene populated by crack smoking street hustlers who hung out around the gay bars in my city.

by Anonymousreply 16August 8, 2020 3:07 PM

I'm Norman.

I love my Mother.

by Anonymousreply 17August 8, 2020 3:08 PM

I'm a human molar found in the shag carpet.

by Anonymousreply 18August 8, 2020 3:12 PM

Since r10 took mine,

I’m the 19” CRT TV.

But, hey, I’m a color television!

by Anonymousreply 19August 8, 2020 3:13 PM

I am the self-proclaimed sophisticated world traveler writing a very negative review on Trip Advisor, completely amazed and baffled that the $40.00/night room in a major US city was a roach filled, smelly dump, and that the "continental breakfast" the next morning was just single serving boxes of cereal and bad coffee. How dare they!!!!!

I very self righteously declare I will never, ever darken the doors of this establishment again.

by Anonymousreply 20August 8, 2020 3:16 PM

I’m the black light that has had sufficient and would like to be switched off now, please.

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by Anonymousreply 21August 8, 2020 3:18 PM

I'm the police and ambulance sirens that keep waking you up between 2 and 4 am

by Anonymousreply 22August 8, 2020 3:19 PM

I'm the rumor that Jim Morrison stayed in room 15 in 1967. I'm false.

by Anonymousreply 23August 8, 2020 3:20 PM

[quote] I'm three teenage girls collected from two airports earlier today,

They took deeferent path.

by Anonymousreply 24August 8, 2020 3:20 PM

I'm the Magic Fingers.

by Anonymousreply 25August 8, 2020 3:20 PM

I’m your bed vibrator. I sit on the nightstand, looking something like a 1960s radio, but when you put your quarter in, it’s not music that comes out. Most people turn onto their stomachs during my 15 minute performance. I’m oh so relaxing;

by Anonymousreply 26August 8, 2020 3:22 PM

R25 you forgot to mention that, although I haven't worked since 1987, people still put quarters in me. Nobody ever bothers to ask for a refund

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by Anonymousreply 27August 8, 2020 3:24 PM

I'm the flashing red numbers on the cheap, 1970s-vintage clock radio.

by Anonymousreply 28August 8, 2020 3:26 PM

I'm the desk chair with a broken wheel, rendering me practically immobile.

by Anonymousreply 29August 8, 2020 3:26 PM

I'm the hidden camera aimed directly at the bed.

by Anonymousreply 30August 8, 2020 3:27 PM

I'm the mold on the ceiling.

by Anonymousreply 31August 8, 2020 3:27 PM

I'm the 75-cent reproduction of an unknown artist's murky landscape nailed to the wall over the bed.

by Anonymousreply 32August 8, 2020 3:27 PM

I'm the old-school outdoor ice machine. Despite the fact that there's a holder for the metal ice scoop, the scoop always ends up buried in the ice.

by Anonymousreply 33August 8, 2020 3:28 PM

I'm me, 50+ years ago, when I was pleasant, clean, and family friendly.

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by Anonymousreply 34August 8, 2020 3:29 PM

I'm the vending machine that contains overpriced packages of off-brand pain relievers, toiletries, and feminine hygiene products.

by Anonymousreply 35August 8, 2020 3:30 PM

I'm the domestic violence incident escalating in the next room.

by Anonymousreply 36August 8, 2020 3:31 PM

I'm the "new gay place". Yes, I'm in FL.

by Anonymousreply 37August 8, 2020 3:31 PM

I'm the grisly breeding and seeding orgy circa 2007 before PrEP. Please park in the diner parking lot and don't knock. BYO favors.

by Anonymousreply 38August 8, 2020 3:33 PM

I'm a fortune in mid-century Knoll furniture forgotten in the rec room, which was locked when the pool was finally filled in 20 years ago.

by Anonymousreply 39August 8, 2020 3:36 PM

I'm the marquee, with missing letters and misspellings.

by Anonymousreply 40August 8, 2020 3:38 PM

I'm ten thousand $ in hundred dollar bills, taped to the back of 2 drawers. We've been here 27 years.

by Anonymousreply 41August 8, 2020 3:38 PM

We're the Patels. Someone who shares our surname owns all of us.

by Anonymousreply 42August 8, 2020 3:39 PM

I'm the hipster couple from NY checking the place out for a purchase and renovation into a whimsical and nostalgic motel filled with West Elm furniture and charging $250/night. A Kuerig in every room!

by Anonymousreply 43August 8, 2020 3:39 PM

I'm the moaning woman next door who's getting fucked by my BF as my head keep banging against the bed board.

by Anonymousreply 44August 8, 2020 3:40 PM

I'm the neon diving lady sign. I haven't been fully lighted since the Carter administration

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by Anonymousreply 45August 8, 2020 3:40 PM

I'm the sink hole that's been deepening under the 200 wing. The 70 year old concrete, poured too thin at construction, will give way in 3,2,1.

by Anonymousreply 46August 8, 2020 3:40 PM

I'm bleach. I haven't been seen in 3 years.

by Anonymousreply 47August 8, 2020 3:42 PM

I'm LivePD. I use to visit these motels 3 or 4 times every Friday and Saturday night. But not anymore.

by Anonymousreply 48August 8, 2020 3:43 PM

I'm Marion Crane, wondering if you have any vacancies.

by Anonymousreply 49August 8, 2020 3:43 PM

I'm a paperback edition of Future Shock by Alvin Toffler, on the "feel free to read" shelf in the office by the coffee machine, next to flyers for a outlet mall that is reduced to 2 shops, a children's book about the Torah, and Simply Rich: Life and Lessons from the Cofounder of Amway: A Memoir, by Richard DeVos.

by Anonymousreply 50August 8, 2020 3:53 PM

I'm the pool, with water that is a bit greenish.

by Anonymousreply 51August 8, 2020 4:07 PM

I’m the cigarette burns in the bathroom counter left there by one too many guests smoking whilst sitting on the toilet

by Anonymousreply 52August 8, 2020 4:11 PM

I’m what looks like mineral deposits atop the broken air conditioning unit.

by Anonymousreply 53August 8, 2020 4:13 PM

I'm the rancid smell emanating from the air conditioning unit that does work in the room next to r53. It's a constant internal battle: rancid smell, or unbearable heat?

by Anonymousreply 54August 8, 2020 4:19 PM

I'm Beck's Motor Lodge.

by Anonymousreply 55August 8, 2020 6:04 PM

I'm the drag queen who got my name from the above.

by Anonymousreply 56August 8, 2020 6:10 PM

I'm the mid-20s prostitute (of uncertain gender) who knocks on the motel room door at 9 pm in Blythe, California, asking for a ride to another motel.

by Anonymousreply 57August 8, 2020 6:29 PM

I'm Miss Joan Crawford, waking up with a pounding hangover. That John I picked up on the freeway last night may have got my wallet and blackened my eye, but by God he didn't get my car keys!

by Anonymousreply 58August 8, 2020 6:32 PM

I'm the 40-year-old Bible sitting in the drawer of the nightstand. Why am I here?

by Anonymousreply 59August 8, 2020 6:35 PM

I'm the crusty white residue on r59 's Bible.

Please don't inquire about me further.

by Anonymousreply 60August 8, 2020 6:36 PM

I'm Stevie, the sarcastic young woman behind the counter, wondering if she'll have sex with David again.

by Anonymousreply 61August 8, 2020 6:38 PM

I’m the meth driven orgy put together on Grindr with a constant trickle of men arriving and leaving for a few days.

by Anonymousreply 62August 8, 2020 6:45 PM

I'm soda bottle cum shake and bake meth lab stashed between the mattresses. I'm toxic as hell and finding me should condemn the room, but upon discovery, I'm just tossed in the maid's big trash bag and rolled to each room.

by Anonymousreply 63August 8, 2020 7:14 PM

I'm the straight businessman on the bed with a ball gag and wearing thigh high stockings.

by Anonymousreply 64August 8, 2020 7:34 PM

I'm the decomposing corpse under the bed.

by Anonymousreply 65August 8, 2020 7:40 PM

I'm the long back hair on the "freshly laundered" towel in the bathroom.

by Anonymousreply 66August 8, 2020 7:41 PM

I'm actual mushrooms growing in the shag carpet under the sink. The carpet around me makes an audible squish when you step on it.

by Anonymousreply 67August 8, 2020 7:43 PM

I'm the thin, threadbare towels and miniature bar soaps.

by Anonymousreply 68August 8, 2020 8:15 PM

r67 wins!

by Anonymousreply 69August 8, 2020 8:18 PM

r69 the same thing happened to a friend in college in her “garden level” apartment.

by Anonymousreply 70August 8, 2020 8:26 PM

Vibrating bed - 25 cents for 5 minutes.

And the vibrations can be felt in the room next door.

by Anonymousreply 71August 8, 2020 8:44 PM

I’m the “Sanitized for your protection” paper band around the toilet seat. The last time I made an appearance was 1981.

by Anonymousreply 72August 8, 2020 8:56 PM

I'm the postcard of the motel in the desk. The picture on me is the one taken in 1934 when the motel first opened.

by Anonymousreply 73August 8, 2020 8:59 PM

"The last time I made an appearance was 1981."

Which, from the looks of said toilet, is the last time it was cleaned.

by Anonymousreply 74August 8, 2020 9:03 PM

R67 is why I don't eat mushrooms.

by Anonymousreply 75August 8, 2020 9:05 PM

I’m the camera equipment used to film a porn movie.

by Anonymousreply 76August 8, 2020 9:07 PM

I’m the disco lights.

by Anonymousreply 77August 8, 2020 9:14 PM

I'm the dusty vending machine, full over overpriced crap. I've been broken since that Thanksgiving shoot out.

by Anonymousreply 78August 8, 2020 9:33 PM

I'm the empty hypodermic needles hidden in nooks and crannies on the floor. We're just lying in wait for a barefoot guest to step on one of us.

by Anonymousreply 79August 8, 2020 9:44 PM

I’m the black impala that shows up for a few minutes every evening around seven. I hold a full inventory of pharmaceuticals, electronics, and Tide with security fob.

by Anonymousreply 80August 8, 2020 9:47 PM

I’m the Grindr slut putting the door on the latch and getting into the face down, ass up position.

by Anonymousreply 81August 8, 2020 10:00 PM

I'm the bathroom door that opens inward and leaves very little space to stand while you try to close it.

by Anonymousreply 82August 8, 2020 11:51 PM

I’m the soft butch sous chef here to, um, “see” r81.

by Anonymousreply 83August 9, 2020 1:08 AM

I’m the police crime scene van.

I’m intimately familiar with almost every room.

by Anonymousreply 84August 9, 2020 1:09 AM

I'm an online detective who spends the night in room 4, trying to solve the death of the mysterious death (see R11) that happened 4 years ago. Time to unpack my ouija board!

by Anonymousreply 85August 9, 2020 2:37 AM

I’m the shitty travel sized toiletries in the bathroom. I’m complimentary but I smell like an old woman’s perfume.

by Anonymousreply 86August 9, 2020 2:45 AM

I’m the dead junkie with the needle still stuck in his arm.

by Anonymousreply 87August 9, 2020 3:08 AM

I’m Bipolar April and I’m not allowed on the premises.

by Anonymousreply 88August 9, 2020 4:05 AM

I'm the popcorn ceiling. You try not to look at me due to the grime cemented into my grooves and my overall tackiness, so you fail to notice the hole drilled into me which allows the owner to film you in all your embarrassing glory.

by Anonymousreply 89August 9, 2020 4:23 AM

We're the Keller family. We're staying in room 12 -- all of us, mother, father, three kids, one dog -- for a few days on our drive to Yellowstone National Park.

The sign for this motel looked promising at the freeway exit, and the front office seemed clean enough. However, we've become increasingly unsettled. But we won't relocate to the marginally less seedy Motel 6 across the street, as we paid for this room upfront and we noticed an ominous NO REFUNDS sign when we checked in.

This is the first time we've left the state of Indiana since 2013.

by Anonymousreply 90August 9, 2020 10:51 AM

I'm the unit with a hot tub that you can upgrade to.

by Anonymousreply 91August 9, 2020 11:16 AM

I see what you 're doing here OP !! IT' S DAN LEVY 'S BIRTHDAY TODAY YEEEEEEPPEEEEEEEEEEE ! HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAN 🎊🎉🎊🎉🎉

by Anonymousreply 92August 9, 2020 11:23 AM

I'm the filthily 10 year old mattress protector that is covered in piss, shit, cum & blood stains (that haven't been able to be completed sponged out).

by Anonymousreply 93August 9, 2020 11:45 AM

I'm the Bible in the nightstand. Because, the first thing you'll want to do when you walk inside the room is to grab a bottle, hunker down, and pray for sunlight.

by Anonymousreply 94August 9, 2020 12:12 PM

I'm the 2014 Yellow Pages that shares a drawer with r94 's Bible.

I have a crusty substance on my front cover, which you hope is dried pizza sauce.

by Anonymousreply 95August 9, 2020 12:27 PM

We're the family of five who all live in one room since illegals took over the parents' shitty jobs.

by Anonymousreply 96August 9, 2020 1:50 PM

I'm Aileen Wournos, furiously washing blood out of my hair and clothes. My girlfriend is drinking beer and watching daytime t.v in the other room.

by Anonymousreply 97August 9, 2020 2:00 PM

My goodness. What lives have you queens been leading?

by Anonymousreply 98August 9, 2020 2:29 PM

My goodness. What lives have you queens been leading?

by Anonymousreply 99August 9, 2020 2:29 PM

OP, this thread is great! It has a great mix of eeew and laughs! Thank you.

by Anonymousreply 100August 9, 2020 2:52 PM

r100 you're welcome! Anything to distract from the mess that is our world right now.

"Let's Be" threads are one of my favorite things about the DL. They really bring out posters' creativity.

by Anonymousreply 101August 9, 2020 2:54 PM

Bobby Peru:

I gotta take a piss bad, can I use your head?

Lula:

Uh... yeah, I guess.

Bobby Peru:

I don't mean your head-head. I'm not gonna piss on your head, your hair and all, I'm just gonna piss in the toilet. Ya'll take a listen, you'll hear the deep sound comin' down from Bobby Peru.

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by Anonymousreply 102August 9, 2020 3:02 PM

I am a quality control supervisor for Days Inns. My job is to make sure Days Inn standards of cleanliness and maintenance are maintained at all of our properties.

It's a no-show gig and I don't really do anything, which is apparent as soon as you step into one of our dumps.

by Anonymousreply 103August 9, 2020 3:04 PM

The most appalling hotel I've every stayed in was a Days Inn in Ann Arbor, Michigan, r103.

And I've stayed in hotels in second-tier Chinese cities at $20 (American) a night.

by Anonymousreply 104August 9, 2020 3:07 PM

I'm the stiff acrylic blanket.

I am laundered, at best, twice a year.

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by Anonymousreply 105August 9, 2020 3:14 PM

I’m one of the two water glasses lying upside down on the dresser. I am accompanied by cheap paper products that you find nowhere else. I rest on top of a thin circle that subs for a coaster and am also covered by a krinkly wrapper - for your protection, of course.

by Anonymousreply 106August 9, 2020 3:14 PM

I'm the seventeen unique DNA profiles that could be extracted from the glasses at r106.

by Anonymousreply 107August 9, 2020 3:17 PM

I'm Aiden Keller and I just ate the mushrooms I found under the sink!!! They don't taste too bad.

by Anonymousreply 108August 9, 2020 3:18 PM

I’m the plastic binder in the dresser drawer. Inside me are one page of ads for the local pizza joint, wing place, and Chinese takeout, and one page with the local attractions and houses of worship on one side, and the cable channels on the other.

by Anonymousreply 109August 9, 2020 3:22 PM

I'm the centipede that's crawling across the ceiling over the bed. You can't take your eyes off me.

by Anonymousreply 110August 9, 2020 3:24 PM

R109 I haven't been updated for five years.

by Anonymousreply 111August 9, 2020 3:25 PM

I'm the thickly painted concrete block walls of your suite. At first, the idea of a painted concrete seems to reassure that I am relatively clean but on closer examination you see that my porous surface has collected a light dusting of dust, dead skin and hair.

by Anonymousreply 112August 9, 2020 3:25 PM

I'm the ACTUAL underhanded, disgusting shit that happens in these places. Oh, and you disrespected my hoeing!

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by Anonymousreply 113August 9, 2020 3:27 PM

I’m the used condom under the bed.

by Anonymousreply 114August 9, 2020 3:27 PM

I'm the various cracks in the bathroom mirrors in rooms 5, 8, and 10.

by Anonymousreply 115August 9, 2020 3:32 PM

A floater in the toilet.

by Anonymousreply 116August 9, 2020 3:45 PM

Im the used diaphragm thats been under the bed since 1976....the beds never been moved nor the carpets ever been replaced

by Anonymousreply 117August 9, 2020 3:49 PM

I'm 3 week old stink of dried poppers coming from the mattress. Only sluts can instantly identify me.

by Anonymousreply 118August 9, 2020 4:26 PM

I’m the old issue of Juggs Magazine on top of the TV credenza. The short Latina maid can’t see me to realize I’m there, but a 6 foot 3 guest can spot it straight away.

by Anonymousreply 119August 9, 2020 4:43 PM

I'm "Colour TV!!!" and I've been on the motel signage for a good forty to fifty years now.

by Anonymousreply 120August 9, 2020 4:51 PM

I'm the buckling carpet.

by Anonymousreply 121August 9, 2020 4:52 PM

I'm the fire that burnt the seedy motel down ten years ago and also the replacement seedy hotel that was erected on the same site that should be ready to disappoint in a few months.

by Anonymousreply 122August 9, 2020 4:54 PM

I’m the coven of wiccans who have taken over five interconnecting rooms and have lived here for like 6 months.

by Anonymousreply 123August 9, 2020 5:32 PM

I'm the continually buzzing neon VACA_CY sign. The N blew out years ago.

by Anonymousreply 124August 9, 2020 5:40 PM

I'm the potent smell of cigarette smoke in the "non-smoking" rooms.

by Anonymousreply 125August 9, 2020 5:44 PM

I'm the 'Heated Pool'

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by Anonymousreply 126August 9, 2020 5:46 PM

I'm the ugly lamp.

How many of me can fit in one room?

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by Anonymousreply 127August 9, 2020 5:52 PM

R127 Oooh, but you go so well with those lime chairs!

by Anonymousreply 128August 9, 2020 6:00 PM

R59~~~I am the rectangular shaped cuts on various water-buckled, wavy thin paper pages of that old bible. I've been cut out to roll up joints and tobacco cigarettes, sometimes make wrap for a small amount of coke. I'm almost as thin as cigarette papers.

by Anonymousreply 129August 9, 2020 6:21 PM

I'm Josefina, the newest member of the housekeeping staff. If I knew what this is what I'd end up doing, I'd have saved that money I paid the coyote and stayed in Mexico.

by Anonymousreply 130August 9, 2020 6:51 PM

[quote] The N blew out years ago.

It ain’t the only thing.

by Anonymousreply 131August 9, 2020 7:21 PM

I’m the sticky sweet roll included in the complimentary continental breakfast available in the hotel lobby from 6 to 8:45 am (and put away promptly at 8:43 each day). I am wrapped in the cellophane that hasn’t been used for food packaging since 1998.

by Anonymousreply 132August 9, 2020 7:22 PM

I am the smell of curry coming from behind the closed door at the back of the reception area where the desk is. You can expect me when you see the tiny bars of Indian soap and squeeze-packets of shampoo in your room.

I delight the nostrils of sensible people. I offend the schnozzes of every person who voted for Trump or will do so again.

by Anonymousreply 133August 9, 2020 7:28 PM

I am.....

the mattress.

by Anonymousreply 134August 9, 2020 7:31 PM

Meaning

I am.....

the mattress.

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by Anonymousreply 135August 9, 2020 7:31 PM

And I am.....

the telephone.

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by Anonymousreply 136August 9, 2020 7:32 PM

I'm the N64 console.

by Anonymousreply 137August 9, 2020 7:33 PM

LOL at r102

I happen to live in the trailer park around the corner. My name is Bobby Peru.

[quote] You know, I sure do like a girl with nice tits like yours who talks tough and looks like she can fuck like a bunny. Do you fuck like that? Cause if you do, I'll fuck you good. Like a big old jackrabbit bunny, jump all around that hole. Bobby Peru don't come up for air.

I know the image

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by Anonymousreply 138August 9, 2020 7:33 PM

I'm the open doors where you can see the men sitting on their beds jacking off.

by Anonymousreply 139August 9, 2020 7:34 PM

I am the response from the fat older woman with dyed red hair and a yellow cyst on the side of her nose when you storm to the office with your unopened suitcase after you see THIS when you enter the room:

[quote]If you don't like it then leave, but I'm keepin' the money because you already been in the room and it was clean when you went in there and how the hell do I know what you've been doin' in there?"

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by Anonymousreply 140August 9, 2020 7:39 PM

I am that curry in the back office, and yes, I would be the best curry of your life, and I'm not available anywhere in town, but no, you may not have a serving of me, no, not at any price, no.

by Anonymousreply 141August 9, 2020 7:41 PM

I am the Cromwell Crown Hotel, Room 308

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by Anonymousreply 142August 9, 2020 7:41 PM

I am the heap of fish scales blocking the bathroom sink drain and the tumbleweed of dog hair (one hopes) as the chubby, sweating manager keeps trying to push through the chain on the door he opened with a master key to "have a little visit because I get so lonely" after giving you the up-and-down stare when you checked in.

"I know you're in there!"

by Anonymousreply 143August 9, 2020 7:47 PM

I'm the faded, but still visible, remnants of the chalk outline of a body on the industrial-grade chartreuse carpeting.

by Anonymousreply 144August 9, 2020 7:59 PM

I’m the searing stench of chlorine bleach and heady dose of humidity when you open the door from the adjacent pool. I’m accompanied by eye level rust spots freckling any metal finish or trim that you can only view when sitting on the bed, because everything else was painted over with matte mustard paint that hides all sins. All the plastics in the room are so oxidized they don’t look any better than something pluckedfrom a landfill.

I’m also the four prostitutes that burst out the side door and rush hurriedly past the security guard. You thought he worked for the hotel but is actually employed by the chicken place on the corner to avoid auto brake ins. There’s another car next to his festooned with lights and gadgetry that you suddenly realize is an undercover cop’s and the entire grounds are being surveilled so Being an former New Yorker new to the horrors of a seedy Orlando hotel, you “look but don’t look”.

by Anonymousreply 145August 9, 2020 8:00 PM

I'm the size 52 jockstrap lodged in the bottom of the coin-operated washing machine.

by Anonymousreply 146August 9, 2020 8:18 PM

I'm the free wi-fi. My signal is strong only in the first 2 rooms next to the office. In the last room of the building, the signal is so weak that you'll lose the connection over and over. You'll end up standing outside the office, who will never notice you there. At 9 p.m. my speed is so slow you can't do anything. Wait until 3 a.m. when everyone else is asleep, then you can do anything you want. No sites are blocked, so download some porn.

by Anonymousreply 147August 9, 2020 8:30 PM

I'm mysterious faded stains on the stiff bedspread.

by Anonymousreply 148August 9, 2020 8:32 PM

I'm the gunshots heard from the parking lot, and the car screeching off moments later.

by Anonymousreply 149August 9, 2020 8:36 PM

I’m Film Noir in color. I make seediness look glamorous.

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by Anonymousreply 150August 9, 2020 8:43 PM

I'm the multi-colored, quilted bedspread. When the lab tests me for DNA, they find over 20 different DNA sources.

by Anonymousreply 151August 9, 2020 8:46 PM

I'm the mini coffee pot with drip tank. I'm one of the amenities in this little room.

by Anonymousreply 152August 9, 2020 8:46 PM

I'm the former mayor of Tallahassee, FL, passed out after spending time with a gay escort and his doctor friend.

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by Anonymousreply 153August 9, 2020 8:47 PM

I'm the pillow that's so hard it literally gives you an earache. The mattress though is quite soft albeit a tad musty smelling.

by Anonymousreply 154August 9, 2020 8:48 PM

The first thing to do in any hotel or motel is to turn the top spread down out of the way. They change sheets daily but not the bedspreads unless it's super dirty. Some of the more upscale places have duvets now but I wouldnt trust them either.

by Anonymousreply 155August 9, 2020 8:54 PM

We're the flies in your window to let you know there's a decomposing body in the room next door.

by Anonymousreply 156August 9, 2020 8:57 PM

Agree, R155. I always fold the bedspread down to the foot of the bed. I also untuck the corners of the flat sheet. If I do run into Housekeeping, I'll let them know they don't need to tuck that in.

by Anonymousreply 157August 9, 2020 9:01 PM

I’m the tiny bar of Cashmere Bouquet soap wrapped in paper that you wash your hands and bathe with. I will break into several pieces when you drop me.

by Anonymousreply 158August 9, 2020 9:16 PM

[quote]They change sheets daily

Guess again, r155. After I found a pubic hair between the sheets at a Days Inn, I made the mistake of Googling. this question. If sheets "look clean" they often don't change them between guests.

by Anonymousreply 159August 9, 2020 9:22 PM

I'm the truck left running in the parking lot next to the building from 3 to 7 a.m., for reasons known only to my redneck. I have black mudflaps with silver naked-woman silhouettes on them, a Confederate flag in my rear window, and a spare revolver in my glove compartment.

I also have an angry pit-bull mix attached to my bumper with a 30-foot chain "so no one fucks with my ride." He scream-barks every time any leaf moves half an inch in a breeze touching any tree within an eighth of a mile from his location.

Every. Fucking. Night. and. Morning.

by Anonymousreply 160August 9, 2020 9:39 PM

R155 is a bit prescriptive and bossy.

The first thing to do in a hotel room is to tip the bellhops who carried your trunks and other luggage in and placed them in the bedroom as you instructed.

And this is still on topic because today ALL hotels and motels are seedy, whatever their pretensions.

by Anonymousreply 161August 9, 2020 9:42 PM

Im the free HBO and no, Im not reading the other 161 replies to see if someone else posted this.....

by Anonymousreply 162August 9, 2020 10:59 PM

I'm the bed you hide under when a drug bust goes bad and the cops and dealers start shooting at each other in the parking lot.

by Anonymousreply 163August 9, 2020 11:21 PM

I'm the broken-down vending machine's soft, mechanical whir.

by Anonymousreply 164August 9, 2020 11:23 PM

I’m the poop spume wafting its way from the ice machine.

by Anonymousreply 165August 9, 2020 11:34 PM

[quote] I’m the sticky sweet roll included in the complimentary continental breakfast available in the hotel lobby

I'm the misconception that a seedy motel has a "hotel lobby" or any kind of breakfast item that is offered to guests.

by Anonymousreply 166August 9, 2020 11:34 PM

I’m the manager’s mother, approaching cabin 1 with a knife.

by Anonymousreply 167August 9, 2020 11:34 PM

I'm the bathroom fan. There is a 10% chance that I exist.

by Anonymousreply 168August 9, 2020 11:38 PM

I'm John Candy and Steve Martin, cuddling up in bed.

by Anonymousreply 169August 10, 2020 12:00 AM

I’m the cult deprogramming taking place in the room next door. Sorry about the screaming and crying all day and night.

by Anonymousreply 170August 10, 2020 12:25 AM

I'm a beautiful First Nations man (Ojibway ?) with a white girl as his partner who have been hired to entertain the locals. The lobby sign promises a "live show" that evening but our witness, the timid, virginal young gayling next door , who notices our arrival , stays in his room. Sudbury, Ontario July 1980.

by Anonymousreply 171August 10, 2020 12:41 AM

Since we're in Northern Ontario r171 ...

I'm the Moe-Ze-On Inn outside of North Bay. I'm a motel, strip club, and brothel, all rolled into one. My "ADULT ENTERTAINMENT" sign is the height of good taste.

I have since burned down and my remains were razed.

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by Anonymousreply 172August 10, 2020 12:50 AM

[quote]I'm the bed you hide under when a drug bust goes bad and the cops and dealers start shooting at each other in the parking lot.

You think YOU had a bad time at a seedy Memphis motel?

by Anonymousreply 173August 10, 2020 1:38 AM

I'm the rickety, sweaty hot tub, populated by a graying, heavily tattooed woman and three much younger men, who glower at you menacingly as you walk toward the soda machine.

by Anonymousreply 174August 10, 2020 1:48 AM

I'm no toilet paper.

by Anonymousreply 175August 10, 2020 1:50 AM

I'm the potholes in the parking lot big enough to pass for small lakes.

by Anonymousreply 176August 10, 2020 1:52 AM

I’m the used condom stuck to the wall behind the desk since Homecoming 1986.

by Anonymousreply 177August 10, 2020 1:56 AM

I’m the sound of gunshots.

by Anonymousreply 178August 10, 2020 2:11 AM

I’m the cheap tin ashtray you find on the dresser even though the motel has gone non-smoking.

by Anonymousreply 179August 10, 2020 2:19 AM

We are the presets on the air conditioning unit below the window that looks on to the parking lot. There are only two of us, high, and low. You can press us over and over but your room will stay at 80 degrees. The only difference is one of us makes the fan go louder.

by Anonymousreply 180August 10, 2020 2:31 AM

I’m the broken heater/air conditioner that is only a fan during the heat of summer, but relentlessly keeps the room cold during the winter. Despite multiple attempts at fumbling with the dials, as well as the dial that fell off.

by Anonymousreply 181August 10, 2020 2:50 AM

I’m the Whitehall Motel in El Dorado Arkansas and I was witness to one of the most famous Jane Doe murders in history and god knows what else. A Dollar General now stands where I once was.

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by Anonymousreply 182August 10, 2020 2:54 AM

I’m the sharp metal lid of the heater and I have no problem cutting a mentally-deficient grandma sex worker. Throw four construction temps in here and I’ll mark every one. See that maid? Yeah, I cut her.

by Anonymousreply 183August 10, 2020 4:36 AM

I'm the busted blow dryer that smells of burnt hair when switched on.

I'm also the mold in the shower stall.

(fun thread btw)

by Anonymousreply 184August 10, 2020 12:59 PM

[quote] to avoid auto brake ins.

Oh, dear!

by Anonymousreply 185August 10, 2020 1:38 PM

[quote]and no, Im not reading the other 161 replies to see if someone else posted this.....

I’ll never understand people like you.

Reading the thread, especially ones like this, is half the fun.

by Anonymousreply 186August 10, 2020 1:39 PM

Not to mention the handy Ctrl + F feature, r186, which I use on long threads to avoid redundancy.

And I'm the toenail clippings under the desk that demonstrate the subpar housekeeping.

by Anonymousreply 187August 10, 2020 2:28 PM

Thank you, r184!

by Anonymousreply 188August 10, 2020 2:32 PM

I’m the macaroni noodle stuck to the wall right next to the toilet roll. I’ve lost my orange glow.

by Anonymousreply 189August 10, 2020 2:39 PM

I'm the backdoor pilot.

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by Anonymousreply 190August 10, 2020 3:52 PM

I'm Ennis DelMar, so glad my buddy Jack finally showed up. I just know we're not gonna go to some bar and have a few beers. Been waitin' too long.

by Anonymousreply 191August 12, 2020 9:00 PM

I'm the silverfish in the bathtub.

by Anonymousreply 192August 12, 2020 9:04 PM

The location where Vinny and Mona of My Cousin Vinny stayed.

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by Anonymousreply 193August 12, 2020 9:18 PM

I'm the earwigs in the sink. They always seem to come in twos.

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by Anonymousreply 194August 13, 2020 1:33 AM

I'm the complimentary postcard in the desk drawer for those of you too cheap to buy a postcard.

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by Anonymousreply 195August 13, 2020 1:45 AM

I'm the linoleum floor tiles.

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by Anonymousreply 196August 13, 2020 2:00 AM

I'm American owned.

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by Anonymousreply 197August 13, 2020 2:01 AM

I'm Flagg in r196 's picture

by Anonymousreply 198August 13, 2020 2:05 AM

I'm the accurate rating system.

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by Anonymousreply 199August 13, 2020 2:06 AM

I’m the indeterminate long-legged and winged insect perched on the wall. I’m not a mosquito, and I’m not a spider, but what I am is 100% creepy!

by Anonymousreply 200August 13, 2020 2:17 AM

R194, one for each ear, I expect.

by Anonymousreply 201August 13, 2020 2:21 AM

Im Consuela, cleaning up after Erna and her generou$ friend.

by Anonymousreply 202August 13, 2020 2:45 AM

Im Consuela, cleaning up after Erna and her generou$ friend.

by Anonymousreply 203August 13, 2020 2:45 AM

I used to be a Holiday Inn, but the parent company took my flag away when I got too disgusting.

At least they didn't take away my sign.

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by Anonymousreply 204August 13, 2020 2:54 AM

I don’t get r191.

by Anonymousreply 205August 13, 2020 1:36 PM

R201 I never thought of that but it makes a lot of sense.

by Anonymousreply 206August 13, 2020 6:00 PM

Someone please pull R205's Gay Card.

by Anonymousreply 207August 13, 2020 8:03 PM

I'm the silly misconception on this thread that seedy motels have amenities like complementary breakfasts or free postcards.

by Anonymousreply 208August 13, 2020 10:53 PM

Earwigs and Silverfish don't have wings.....

by Anonymousreply 209August 14, 2020 12:18 AM

???? Didi anyone suggest that they had wings ? However if we're talking cockroaches then it's another kettle of fish - to mix a metaphor.

by Anonymousreply 210August 14, 2020 1:38 AM

I'm a CD Motel.

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by Anonymousreply 211August 14, 2020 3:02 AM

Be afraid. Be very afraid.

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by Anonymousreply 212August 14, 2020 3:03 AM

Yes R210. R200 specifically mentioned a WINGED insect.

[quote]I’m the indeterminate long-legged and winged insect perched on the wall. I’m not a mosquito, and I’m not a spider, but what I am is 100% creepy! —Hey earwigs, hey silverfish, what up

by Anonymousreply 213August 14, 2020 3:50 AM

I'm 9 rock hard glistening inches on a married down low heavy-balled sex-starved DMV supervisor on a long lunch break, coming towards your lubed, quivering, needy already gaping ass. Everything seedy is inconsequential at this moment.

by Anonymousreply 214August 14, 2020 4:24 AM

R213, the fictitious insect is greeting the silverfish and earwigs, already mentioned in other posts.

by Anonymousreply 215August 14, 2020 4:53 AM

I had some good times in seedy motels when I was younger

by Anonymousreply 216August 14, 2020 5:30 AM

How exciting R215. Do carry on.....

by Anonymousreply 217August 14, 2020 6:11 AM

Well, OH, R217, if you insist.

The mysterious insect waved at the earwig and the silverfish, They were all fast friends. "How do you do?" said the earwig. "Pretty well, thank you," said the silverfish. The three linked thoraxes and skipped merrily across the deep pile carpet, which held approximately six tons of cigarette ash and dandruff per square foot. "Mind the chalk outline," the mysterious insect said. They had a long way to travel - all the way to the bathroom shower drain, where the congregation was gathering to worship Shelob the Great.

by Anonymousreply 218August 14, 2020 6:15 AM

Wow R218 what did you just smoke or inject? Oh my.

by Anonymousreply 219August 14, 2020 6:18 AM

I'm the smell of curry emanating from the office/owner's quarters.

by Anonymousreply 220August 14, 2020 7:40 AM

I'm the outdated port just waiting for someone to plug in their iPod.

by Anonymousreply 221August 14, 2020 7:45 AM

I am the tiny camera that the sex offender maintenance guy has hidden in your room.

by Anonymousreply 222August 14, 2020 7:46 AM

I'm the cobwebs in the corners that are constantly moving from the slightest change in the air circulation.

by Anonymousreply 223August 14, 2020 8:11 AM

I'm the shocking violence in a Twin Peaks episode.

by Anonymousreply 224August 14, 2020 8:18 AM

R220/r222 you're way too late.

by Anonymousreply 225August 14, 2020 1:32 PM

I'm Lolita.

by Anonymousreply 226August 14, 2020 2:51 PM

R218, I’ll give you eight episodes for season one

by Anonymousreply 227August 14, 2020 6:04 PM

I the mid-aughts there was a notorious motel in Crossville, Tennessee. I think it was called the Congressional Motel. I went to mid-Tennessee around 2003 to do some genealogy research. By the time I pulled in to town, after a 10 hour drive from DC, I was exhausted and just wanted to check in and sleep. I knew it was bad when the desk clerk insisted on showing me the room and repeatedly asked me 'are you SURE you want to stay here?'. I said it was fine and checked in. But then the floor was squishy and there was a mood of impending doom, but I just went to sleep.

Next morning I checked out and drove a few miles to my second cousins. They told me they heard on the news that there had been a murder there that night, but I was so tired I slept right through. The next couple of days I stayed at a nice smaller motel.

A couple of years later I read on the Crossville Chronicle website that there was a strong movement to close down that motel, but it was difficult because the owner, a prominent local physician, had tremendous pull in local government so that he was untouchable. So the state inspectors got subpoenas and went in, and their report was revolting. They mentioned mushrooms and squishy carpets, but the worst was that swarms of cockroaches descended on their heads when they entered certain rooms.

by Anonymousreply 228August 14, 2020 6:29 PM

Oops, lost in threads.

by Anonymousreply 229August 14, 2020 8:20 PM

I’m the turd left by Bipolar April at 3am after she loudly announced,”I DONT REMEMBER AGREEING TO SUCK HIS COCK! 🎵The way we were🎵“

She’s not allowed in the parking lot. Avoid the parkway.

by Anonymousreply 230August 15, 2020 7:05 AM

I'm the interstate highway located thirty feet from your room.

by Anonymousreply 231August 16, 2020 10:44 AM

I'm the $50 note left on the dresser.

by Anonymousreply 232August 16, 2020 11:08 AM

I'm the family of large waterbugs living behind the wall we will make our presence known after you've relaxed and decided to go to the bathroom to wash up before you get into bed.

by Anonymousreply 233August 16, 2020 11:39 AM

In the 80s and 90s we made many 'visits' to seedy motels but, since we were receiving donatias of about $600/hour, inflatia adjusted, it was a breeze!

by Anonymousreply 234August 16, 2020 12:50 PM

Walked past this establishment yesterday. Rooms rent $65/4hours.

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by Anonymousreply 235August 16, 2020 12:56 PM

I'm the sandpaper towels that are too small to comfortably wrap around your body.

by Anonymousreply 236August 16, 2020 8:59 PM

I'm the stained bed sheets.

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by Anonymousreply 237August 16, 2020 9:03 PM

I'm the broken-down TV with rabbit ears that plays three stations: QVC, Fox News, and reruns of "Sanford & Son."

by Anonymousreply 238August 17, 2020 3:20 AM

I’m the covid allotment of homeless people. None of the bodies sprawled in the parking lot are dead. They’ll wake about 5pm.

by Anonymousreply 239August 17, 2020 2:27 PM

I'm the "fresh sheets" I've been on the bed through the last 2 cycles of guests now on the third group to stay in the room.

by Anonymousreply 240August 17, 2020 10:53 PM

I'm remnants of Chore Boy.

by Anonymousreply 241August 18, 2020 5:43 PM

I'm the weeds growing in the cracks of the parking lot pavement.

by Anonymousreply 242August 20, 2020 3:58 PM

I'm the European who is never, ever coming to America after reading all this!!!!

by Anonymousreply 243August 20, 2020 8:16 PM

Good! We don’t need you or your weird electrical plugs.

by Anonymousreply 244August 21, 2020 1:29 PM

You mean working electrical plugs

by Anonymousreply 245August 21, 2020 1:58 PM

I'm the peeling wallpaper.

by Anonymousreply 246August 21, 2020 1:59 PM

r34, that place is still going strong as a respectable establishment. Location-location-location.

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by Anonymousreply 247November 1, 2020 5:47 AM

I’m the rude desk manager who treats you like a misbehaving child!

by Anonymousreply 248November 1, 2020 5:49 AM
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