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.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Crack Motel Living, Part 6
Here is the sixth installment in an seven part series on the often overlooked and under-reported benefits of crack motel living with junkies of every ilk from a collection of true urban nomad tales of street life in the hood.
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