This is the story of how wanting to do a good job washing the dishes lead me to wearing socks again today, a redneck revelation.
Tags: sloth, washing dishes, socks, redneck, redneckery, revelations, marquisdejolie, country humor, east texas
From deep, deep in the cotton-pickin' red clay'd piney woods o' east Texas, I bring you the tales of my sister Bethzilla, hideous freakin' white trash welfare-cheatin' pill-popping, bowl-smoking, vodka-swilling redneck swamp thing what done crawled up out of the danged boggy bottoms of Uncertain, Texas and also of Momma, a transplanted, dirt-floored, rice paddy, hand-raised Cajun girl from the south Texas depression era. Take a look see. Go ahead, lookee.
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
How Washing Dishes Lead Me To Wearing Socks Again
Tags: sloth, washing dishes, socks, redneck, redneckery, revelations, marquisdejolie, country humor, east texas
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