Becca. 22, Nashvillain . Mortician flipping burgers for a paycheck.
Ho, ho, ho! Well, if it isn’t fat stinking billy goat Billy Boy in poison! How art thou, thou globby bottle of cheap, stinking chip oil? Come and get one in the yarbles, if ya have any yarbles, you eunuch jelly thou!
…Plato said thinking is the mind having a conversation with itself.
Anyways, this is an excerpt from my unpublished “zine”. I don’t think I’ll ever finish it. I find that I don’t finish most of the things I start. But then again, when I start something I usually have no predictions of an outcome. I just do it.
This is all that I know about the U, S and A.
Angelo has somehow figured out the United States.
I’m amused that this person apparently knows nothing about Tennessee but they got Texas down pretty well, they forgot tacos and the Alamo though
C’mon, everyone knows Tennessee is THE COUNTRY MUSIC CAPITAL OF THE ENTIRE WORLD!