That’s Just Me
Lance A. ‘Bubba’ Marcom
Pure-D White Trash
Charter Member In Good Standing Of The
“National Association For The Advancement Of White Trash”
Just A Big Kid Havin’ Fun.
Don’t Take It Personal Y’all
“White Trash” – Tom MacDonald & Madchild
“Happy And Broke”
Left On my Bed. Instead. No worries. I can sleep around it.
I’ve got enough left-over food (some weeks gone-by of age-Waste not. Want not!) in my fridge to ‘Feed Cox’s Army’
‘Feed Cox’s Army…’ An expression Janet (An EX) used to hurl at me upon often occasion.
Anyway… I got NO Room! No ROOM! For my Beer! But I don’t care!
I am sorta European in this regard.
I LOVE Warm Beer!
Yes! Yes! Yes! I know:
I am pure-dee Bona-Fide White Trash.
And I LOVE TV Dinners!
(If the sauce is not too blue)
Astute observers will note the
in this video below
I Do LOVE Me Some Dixie Chicks
Caint Say ‘Dixie’ No Mas
“White Trash Weddin'”
Bye Fer Now
Y’all come back now, ya he’ah
I’ve eaten some Scary Shit In-My-Day:
Street Vendors in Cairo
Roast Beast in Kenya
Monkey-Meat-On-A-Stick in Olongapo, PI
Items I did not Recognize in Iraq
Something that was ‘Supposed to Be Goat in Afghanistan, but wasn’t
Pussy in Tel Aviv
My Last Wife’s Attempt at ‘Cooking…
I could go on,
But I won’t.
Pretty Sure You have had similar Experiences
Every good fridge needs a slab of Velveeta. A jar of Miracle Whip (i growed up on it – poor man’s mayo).