This has been pretty entertaining today. I’ve been catching a bunch of Nick’s videos in between stories, and holy smokes – what he’s finding doing his trademark wander around and knock on doors is, well, classic Shirley.
That sweet face and so innocent, pre-pubescent teenage boy’s voice, ‘If I open a hospice, can I get a brand new Maybach, too?’
The kid is a treasure.
This is where it all starts. He’s at what looks like an old, rundown two-story motor inn. The kind you might remember from trips as a kid, where you drove through some sort of an arch into a courtyard sort of parking lot, and all the rooms faced inward.
The problem is that there are no guests, and, astonishingly enough, all the hotel rooms seem to be hospice businesses. There’s, like, thirty of them in this one motor lodge.
There are also very many nice, shiny new cars.
WHAT ARE THE ODDS?
Please come to Maryland Nick.
Yes please come to Maryland