I have been around lots of white trash in my days. I passed them at the fairgrounds, trailer parks, gas stations, and wading under the bridge at the creek. I've seen them pull into parking lots and dump off old soiled mattresses and easy chairs. I've delivered them smoked oyster pizzas and stood behind them at the git 'n go waiting to pay for my gas as they scratch another round of lotto tickets. But I don't hate them.
I hate rich trash. I hate their spoiled kids who think the world owes them something. I hate their lack of creativity. They all live in the same fucking three story houses with the pool/ tennis court and have country club gangbangs. I hate their fake cleanliness. That is the only way they can seperate themselves from their white trash cousins. They buy expensive trash.
I hate rich trash. I hate their spoiled kids who think the world owes them something. I hate their lack of creativity. They all live in the same fucking three story houses with the pool/ tennis court and have country club gangbangs. I hate their fake cleanliness. That is the only way they can seperate themselves from their white trash cousins. They buy expensive trash.
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louise:
do you have cheetah spots on your penis?
sigma:
Now tell me what you LOVE. 
