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, August 10, 2010
Hardly Anybody Starves In America
Here at the House of Daily Horrors, momma's got all the condiments she will ever need while my welfare cheat sister eats lobster and snow crab off her food stamp card.
Tags: cupboard, refrigerator, condiments, reefer, foodstuffs, poverty, hunger, food, piney woods, east Texas, marquisdejolie, redneck, redneckery, macleod, macabre, sinister
Labels:
Dysfunctional family,
East Texas,
family
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