Apparently people read this thing. SoI guess Ill write about my dayand pretend that someone is interested
Today I came to a startling realization. As I lay on the living room floor eating fried spam for breakfast and writing a letter to my dad (who is currently serving a 12 year term at the Huntsville Maximum Security Penitentiary in lovely Huntsville, Texas) it occurred to me that I was, in fact, white trash. And the more I thought about itthe more I reaffirmed it. At first I didnt really know how to feel about itbut nowI feel o.k. about it. Because after allbeing white trash, ultimately, just means that youre poor at white(which, mind you, I still am). Right?? I meangrantedI dont chew tabacky, and I dont watch NASCAR or Wrastlin, I dont go huntin, I dont swill beer, I dont listen to Talica, I certainly dont have a mullet or drive a Firebird and I no longer live in a trailer. But there are still things instilled in me from my youth that emerge every daylike my burning love for Spam. SoI guess no matter how hard I try to run from it there will always be that part of me thats 7-years-old playing in a trailer park and having my Mom yell to me dont run around in the dirt with your good socks on.
SoI guess Im white trashoh, yeahby the wayI still, to this day, separate my good socks from my bad socks.
Thoughts? Feelings? Comments? Tell me to shut the fuck up before you crack me with a pipe?
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PIGGY!
Today I came to a startling realization. As I lay on the living room floor eating fried spam for breakfast and writing a letter to my dad (who is currently serving a 12 year term at the Huntsville Maximum Security Penitentiary in lovely Huntsville, Texas) it occurred to me that I was, in fact, white trash. And the more I thought about itthe more I reaffirmed it. At first I didnt really know how to feel about itbut nowI feel o.k. about it. Because after allbeing white trash, ultimately, just means that youre poor at white(which, mind you, I still am). Right?? I meangrantedI dont chew tabacky, and I dont watch NASCAR or Wrastlin, I dont go huntin, I dont swill beer, I dont listen to Talica, I certainly dont have a mullet or drive a Firebird and I no longer live in a trailer. But there are still things instilled in me from my youth that emerge every daylike my burning love for Spam. SoI guess no matter how hard I try to run from it there will always be that part of me thats 7-years-old playing in a trailer park and having my Mom yell to me dont run around in the dirt with your good socks on.
SoI guess Im white trashoh, yeahby the wayI still, to this day, separate my good socks from my bad socks.
Thoughts? Feelings? Comments? Tell me to shut the fuck up before you crack me with a pipe?
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what's funny is that i was going to start up on the "crease" thing!!!!! and stars=cup? no. definately no.
my team does not suck. as a matter of fact, they are the current stanley cup champions....
ps: in the future, please refrain from sharing your homosexual fantasies with me.
they make me cry.