THE ADVENTURES OF A WHITE TRASH SAILOR BY ANONYMOUS AS TOLD TO SCOTT L. ANDERSON
TWO DAYS AGO I AWOKE WITH A HANGOVER THAT COULD KILL A HORSE- SEPTEMBER 24, 2005. THE DAY I BATTLE BOTH HURRICANE RITA AND A EX-CONVICT CRIPPLE
- That time of the year
- Laying side
- TALES OF DRUG DEALING AND GETTING CORNHOLED IN THE SLAMMER
- 1977. OAHU, HAWAII - SALT ON THE NUTS
- I think
- Way after midnight
- Mike protested
- His eyes
- MEMORIES OF WHITE TRASH TOWNS ALONG WITH PROMISES OF ASIAN SEX AND BRYLCREEM ...
- Eddie Cochran
- DROPPING LSD, JERKING OFF AT THE PUSSYCAT THEATRE, AND SHIPPING OUT
- I had drank
- The three
- Pearl diving
- Grissom
- THE GODFATHER OF THE HOMEFRONT
- A WORLD OF SHIT OR MY TIT IS IN A WRINGER
- If Malcolm
- HOT SEX WITH UNDERCOVER AGENTS
- Rose was a hooker
- The goddamn
- THE HORROR, THE HORROR
- Since he was hitting
- He gave me a wink
- That ought
- DECK APE
- Jay and I drove back
- Rocky had been
- WHITE TRASH, UGLY STRIPPERS, AND BARTENDING MIDGETS
- Shit
- SHITTING IN MY PANTS AND DOING THE THORAZINE SHUFFLE
- Time had lost
- Truer words
- It was recreation time
- You can
- I turned
- The sun was trying
- Now these assholes