Porcelain.
Dull brown film of rust.
Our commode.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Dang it, Earl!
Dang it, Earl!
You still ain't fixed that winder.
Get the duct tape.
You still ain't fixed that winder.
Get the duct tape.
Labels:
bone-idle lazy,
fixer upper
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Jake Got Caught!
Jake got caught!
They thowed him in jail.
With no bail.
They thowed him in jail.
With no bail.
Labels:
call the law,
jailbird,
thieving trailer trash
Shut Yer Mouth
Shut yer mouth!
You ain't foolin' me...
I ain't dumb.
You ain't foolin' me...
I ain't dumb.
Labels:
got no sense,
ignorance is bliss
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Curling Hose
Curling hose.
Gas flows into my tank.
I siphon yours.
Gas flows into my tank.
I siphon yours.
Labels:
call the law,
thieving trailer trash
That Social Worker
That social worker ~
She says school is free.
So I got to go.
She says school is free.
So I got to go.
Labels:
got no sense,
ignorance is bliss,
poor judgement
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Ther is laws...
Ther is laws...
What Clive done ain't right.
Bigamy!
What Clive done ain't right.
Bigamy!
Labels:
call the law,
trailer-trash love
Quit Eyein' That Girl!
Quit eyein' that girl!
And roll yer tongue in, Eugene.
That gal is jailbait.
And roll yer tongue in, Eugene.
That gal is jailbait.
Labels:
call the law,
cleavage,
jailbait,
poor judgement,
trailer-trash love
Deziree Hobert!
Deziree Hobert!
Get yer butt in this trailer!
Leave off them boys.
Get yer butt in this trailer!
Leave off them boys.
Labels:
got no shame,
trailer-trash love
Friday, January 23, 2009
Hush! It's cler...
Hush! It's cler...
Maybelle is preggers ~
But Vern ain't wise.
Maybelle is preggers ~
But Vern ain't wise.
Labels:
gossip and lies,
pregnant
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
If I Said It Oncet
If I said it oncet,
I said it a thousand times:
June ain't got no sense.
I said it a thousand times:
June ain't got no sense.
Labels:
got no sense,
poor judgement
Lord Hep Us!
Lord hep us!
Pearl got her ass whupped.
Call the law!
Pearl got her ass whupped.
Call the law!
Labels:
call the law,
fighting,
whup-ass
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
Now I Know
Now I know
Why Clo looks so fat...
She's knocked up!
Why Clo looks so fat...
She's knocked up!
Labels:
gossip and lies,
trailer-trash love
Monday, January 19, 2009
Let's Drop in...
Let's drop in next door.
Angeleener done told me
Clo cooked a meatloaf.
Angeleener done told me
Clo cooked a meatloaf.
Labels:
feasting,
got no shame,
trailer-trash philosophy
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Thet Poor Little Kid
Thet poor little kid.
She never knowed her Deddy.
He come from up north.
She never knowed her Deddy.
He come from up north.
Labels:
ignorance is bliss,
rugrats,
trailer-trash love
They Ain't Many Folks
They ain't many folks
Would do whut you done for me.
So I'll bail you out.
Would do whut you done for me.
So I'll bail you out.
Labels:
call the law,
i done got paroled
I Don't Want No Job
I don't want no job.
But thet-ere social worker
Says I got to look.
But thet-ere social worker
Says I got to look.
Labels:
bone-idle lazy,
got no job
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Lord, Lord, Lord...
Lord, Lord, Lord...
Whut Bubba won't do!
He's a case.
Whut Bubba won't do!
He's a case.
Labels:
got no sense,
got no shame
Friday, January 16, 2009
Them Dumb Kids
Them dumb kids
Is playing outside
In the road.
Is playing outside
In the road.
Labels:
got no sense,
poor judgement,
rugrats
Thet Earl Wouldn't Work
Thet Earl wouldn't work
In a whip-cream factory!
Bless his worthless heart.
In a whip-cream factory!
Bless his worthless heart.
Labels:
bone-idle lazy,
got no job
Brown Windows
Brown windows.
Mud tunnels stacked thick.
Dirt daubers.
Mud tunnels stacked thick.
Dirt daubers.
Labels:
eyesore,
poor sanitation,
procrastination
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Rusty Tin
Rusty tin
Curls up from the roof...
Rain gets in.
Curls up from the roof...
Rain gets in.
Labels:
eyesore,
fixer upper,
money or lack thereof
Hey Deddy!
Hey Deddy!
Maw is headin' next door
To kick ass.
Maw is headin' next door
To kick ass.
Labels:
call the law,
fighting,
loud and obnoxious,
whup-ass
Get Back Here Miss Priss!
Get back here Miss Priss!
You ain't goin' nowhere, girl.
Just set your butt down.
You ain't goin' nowhere, girl.
Just set your butt down.
Labels:
wanderlust
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I'm Sick of This Place
I'm sick of this place.
We been livin' here a month.
I'll pack and you tote.
We been livin' here a month.
I'll pack and you tote.
Labels:
trailer-trash philosophy,
wanderlust
Come Midnight...
Come midnight...
The landlord's asleep.
We'll skip out.
The landlord's asleep.
We'll skip out.
Labels:
thieving trailer trash,
us against them
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Learner's License
New learner's license?!
You can take me to the store.
I'll get us some beer.
You can take me to the store.
I'll get us some beer.
Labels:
beer belly,
call the law,
poor judgement
Monday, January 12, 2009
You Ain't Got No Coat?
You ain't got no coat?
Don't make me no nevermind!
It ain't my problem.
Don't make me no nevermind!
It ain't my problem.
Labels:
trailer-trash philosophy
Hide that Meth.
Better hide that meth.
My probation officer
Might be comin' by.
My probation officer
Might be comin' by.
Labels:
call the law,
poor judgement
Sunday, January 11, 2009
Junk Cars
Here's a old tail light.
That hood might fit our old car.
Good thing we kept 'em.
That hood might fit our old car.
Good thing we kept 'em.
Labels:
eyesore,
old cars and junkyards
Friday, January 9, 2009
That Stupid Teacher
That stupid teacher!
Don't you go to school no more!
Guess that'll learn her.
Don't you go to school no more!
Guess that'll learn her.
Labels:
ignorance is bliss,
poor judgement
Leavings
Them diners left food!
Can you believe how wasteful?
Stick that in your tote.
Can you believe how wasteful?
Stick that in your tote.
Labels:
feasting,
got no shame
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Gleaming Icicles
Gleaming icicles.
We shiver beneath our quilt.
And cuss the gas man.
We shiver beneath our quilt.
And cuss the gas man.
Labels:
about them bills,
wintertime
Company
We got company.
Sit down and take a load off...
Watch that chair ~ it's broke!
Sit down and take a load off...
Watch that chair ~ it's broke!
Labels:
trailer-trash hospitality
Desperate Measures
I run out of beer.
I thought I might look for work...
Unless you got more.
I thought I might look for work...
Unless you got more.
Labels:
beer belly,
bone-idle lazy
Bail Out
Get me my billfold.
We got to go into town.
Grandma's back in jail.
We got to go into town.
Grandma's back in jail.
Labels:
jailbird,
relatively speaking
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
Blue Eye Shadder
Thick blue eye shadder,
Painted up to my eyebrows
Looks so elegant.
Painted up to my eyebrows
Looks so elegant.
Labels:
bright blue eye shadow
Food Pyramid
Let's eat nutritious.
Pick us up some vi-eeners.
And get me some beer.
Pick us up some vi-eeners.
And get me some beer.
Labels:
nutritional choices,
vi-eeners
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
Porch Light
Men drop by.
Drawn by my porch light...
Soft red light.
Drawn by my porch light...
Soft red light.
Labels:
porches,
working on the side
Rent
Don't pay the rent yet.
I got a chance to buy me
a used ATV.
I got a chance to buy me
a used ATV.
Labels:
about them bills,
money or lack thereof
Break of Dawn
Break of dawn. Breakfast.
Stale chips, sour dip, peanuts.
Not so bad, with beer.
Stale chips, sour dip, peanuts.
Not so bad, with beer.
Labels:
nutritional choices
Monday, January 5, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Arguing...
My wife yells.
Brown specks hit my face.
She dips snuff.
Brown specks hit my face.
She dips snuff.
Labels:
fighting,
loud and obnoxious,
poor sanitation,
whup-ass
Saturday, January 3, 2009
White-Trash Woman
My white-trash woman.
My Venus of Willendorf...
Naked. Fat. Waiting.
My Venus of Willendorf...
Naked. Fat. Waiting.
Labels:
cleavage,
fat,
trailer-trash love,
white trash
Friday, January 2, 2009
2009
Two thousand and nine!
Second day of the New Year.
Our rent is done late.
Second day of the New Year.
Our rent is done late.
Labels:
money or lack thereof,
new year
Jailbird
I'm in jail.
I broke probation.
Bail me out.
I broke probation.
Bail me out.
Labels:
jailbird,
poor judgement,
thieving trailer trash
Thursday, January 1, 2009
Garbage
Garbage smells.
It ain't been took out
Since last month.
It ain't been took out
Since last month.
Labels:
eyesore,
garbage,
poor sanitation,
trailer trash
Noon Time
It's noon time.
I laze here in bed
With my hounds.
I laze here in bed
With my hounds.
Labels:
bone-idle lazy,
coon hounds,
trailer trash
New Year's Day
We partied last night.
This trailer is a pig-sty!
Let's move out of here.
This trailer is a pig-sty!
Let's move out of here.
Labels:
new year,
trailer trash
Big Red-Orange Spots
Big red-orange spots
Dotted over dull, flat gray.
Primer on my Ford.
Dotted over dull, flat gray.
Primer on my Ford.
Labels:
eyesore,
old cars and junkyards
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