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.
Yosemite Sam Heads Out To Set Up Our Gold Prospector's Camp
This is a picture of my buddy John's $800 pickup that he "rescued" from the deep swampy woods of south Louisiana yesterday. John is going to take this truck out west to Oregon and Washington and Arizona to go panning for gold. His prospecting partner will go out there first to set up the camp and permits. I met him yesterday and he's a genuine rootin' tootin' Yosemite Sam kinda guy currently living in a trailer out in the woods of south Louisiana.