Random Unrelated Image: Tape Worms!
We got up early for another trip to the local swap meet, or “flea market” as us hicks like to call it. It’s put on by a bunch of old fucking shriners, who are for the most part, a bunch of rednecks that tend to stare at me because of my hair style …..that isn’t meticulously cut into a mullet. (note: A thousand pardons if I’ve offended you and yours)
I’m surrounded by a bunch of rednecks. I’ve died and fallen to the sixth level of Hell, that apparently doubles as an episode of The Dukes of Hazzard. You’d be surprised (perhaps pleasantly) of how many people I see that are totally clad in denim.
It’s the guys in the trucker hats that really catch my eye. These fellas do not fuck around. This particular guy is wearing a hat that says: “Wilson Rod & Custom show ’79.” Nice. I want to call him a trendy fagot, but that toothless grin he gives just melts my heart.
50-Cent circa 2021 just walked by. That makes the total minority count up to five – 3 blacks, 1 Asian, and 1 Mexican (yay!).
Pugsley from the Addams Family just walked by. That brings the “People who look like Pugsley Addams” count up to 26!
All the women here are either 2 and a half times my age or weight.
Don’t get me wrong, these are good people. No assholes yet, and hopefully there won’t be any. But BOY, do they love to haggle.
Pugsley count is up to 31………………………..32.
I’ve got my sunglasses on, my hat turned forwards, and my hood up. I look like the fucking uni-bomber.