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So, I stumble into this grimy port town—thinkin’, “This is my shot, baby!” Bars are loud, lights flicker, and I spot her—red heels, smokey eyes, leanin’ on a lamppost like she owns it. My heart’s racin’, “Is this it? Am I *in*?” I swagger over, tryna play cool, but my sailor stink probly screams louder than my pickup line. “Hey, sugar, wanna make my night less ‘sea’-sick?” She smirks—oh, that smirk!—and I’m hooked. “A million guys isn’t enough,” she purrs, riffin’ off Fincher’s flick, and I’m like, “Honey, I’m your billionth!”

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Gotta admit, sometimes Muleshoe gets me trippin’. The pace, the charm, it gets me emotional – I get mad at the potholes, but mad happy at every sunset over the old rail yard. Truth be told, every back rub I give at my parlor, every story the locals share, it all paints a picture of a place where life spins in loops and memories drift like smoke.

Bradley Dale Buhrman Obituary (2024) - Muleshoe, TX - Ellis Funeral Home - Muleshoe