I am not now nor have I ever been a Texan. I live a privileged life on an estate on top of a hill above a postcard quaint village in Virginia, where everything costs more than it should except for the Guinness Stout and it only costs 7.75 per six pack. I do not know these other people who profess to be Texans but I suspect they are, each and every one, imposters at best, or possibly worse, Mississipians. But no bullshit, what the fuck you lookin at?
- jimlouis 5-28-2004 2:50 am





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