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, February 28, 2012
Devils And Retards And The Town Crier
Snapshots From The Home For Wayward Veterans: Larry takes it upon himself to help out with the dishes here at the Home For Wayward Veterans. When I first met Larry, he used to storm up and down the Home hallways like the town crier yelling, "We got demons in here! Devils and retards! T...oilet seat pissers and shitwalkers and nasty nasty nasties! Demons, I tell ya!" He's mellowed out since then. Now he doesn't let the devils and retards, seat pissers and shitwalkers bother him much.
Tags: home for wayward veterans, homeless veterans, homelessness, transitional living facility, town crier, shitwalkers, seat pissers, demons and devils, devils and retards
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