Get Out Man

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Get out, you piece of shit.
Out the door flew the flannel shirts and Levis, the greasy ball caps and cowboy bootsThe Skynard cd's, the Marlboro jean jacket.
I never want to see your skinny white ass here again
And I'm calling a lawyer.
Hope you're happy with that bowling alley bimbo and her double D's. You two deserve each other.
Guess I better find a new place to live…And after I put so much work into our double wide.
How's a hurricane and a redneck divorce similar?Any way you look at it, someone's losing a trailer.

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