Why is it whenever I read your screen name, I think of Au Gratin Potatoes?
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Too few trees, too many run-ins with cops, and bougie white fucks as far as the eye can see; yep, definitely back in the 'Tah...
Your cover photo is gloryAN IMPORTANT MESSAGE TO ALL MY FELLOW TRAVELERS: Please stop telling me about your bowel movements, thank you.
Ok, stalker.
Among all the creeps I've ever known, you are the most tolerable.And so three months later—to the DAY—I crawled back to the spot and retrieved your rainfly from where you'd forgotten it. (I should burn it for all the trouble it caused...but I might keep it as a memento of a time when things between us were still good.)Chatty Kathy ain't got nuffin' on Chatty NOOGA.The malevolent spirits guarding Thomson, GA do not want me to leave: two days ago, it started pouring the minute I hit the ramp and didn't quit until after I did hours later; yesterday, I got there just in time to see a box truck take the turn too quickly and topple onto its side. Considering dipping my hitchin' thumb in holy water..."A-T-L, Georgia—what we do for ya/Bulldoggin' ho[bo]s like them Georgetown Hoyas"
How is you??Homebummingham.Uncle Tupelo is a moist motherfucker.Memphis: bleak.Began the new year by stepping out of a musty Home Depot shed and over a fresh puddle of piss; 2019 IS OFF TO A BRIGHT (YELLOW) START.After years outside, two beds and showers in three nights and I can practically feel the briefcase forming in my hand and the "It's going..." on my lips.
Tom Nookie
Is a crookie."Go to sleep now in Cincinnati/I'll be your baby, I'll be your fatty" -
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