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.
Friday, September 17, 2010
Rescued From The Dog Pound
A street-roaming, tree-climbing friendly neighborhood dog got herself run over yesterday. We called her Pound Dog because she had been rescued from the dog pound and she had a summer of fun before her hit and run end.
Tags: dog pound, dogs, pets, animals, traffic death, neighborhood dog, tree climber, Marshall Texas, east texas, piney woods, pound
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