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.
Monday, June 21, 2010
Drug Coma # 97636
It's getting harder and harder to tell if my sister is alive or not. Even when she's stumbling around the kitchen with her mouth open waiting for momma to feed her (which is rare because momma generally feeds Beth in bed during bedpan duty).
Tags: drug coma, drugs, drug overdose, drug overdoser, drugee, crackhead, wino, alkie, alky, rehab, rehabilitation, Medicaid, death mask, piney woods, east Texas, marquisdejolie, redneck, hicks, yokel, redneckery, MPD, macabre, Beth Petersen, Beth Peterson, Beth Grable, Beth Jarvis
Labels:
Drug addiction,
East Texas,
family,
Piney Woods
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