It frightens me and says a lot about Texas that we have a local bar called Mable Peabody’s Beauty Parlor And Chainsaw Repair Shop and I didn’t even realize it was a bar with a funny name until I looked the place up.
I just accepted the existence of a combination beauty parlor and chainsaw repair shop, because of course that sort of thing exists in our great state.
Texas is its own special liminal space on its own plane of existence.