OH lawdy she Trashy!

Oh she fiberglass Royalty

oh my gawd
lookie that marlboro red restin so dang nice'
tween them purty red lips
an its all i kin do
not to burn holes into her nips
as i stare longingly
at her big ol tits
cuz you my baby
you make me crawl
with yer push up bra
an yer skylit drawl
Oh my pank flamingo princess
oh my Budweiser Queen
when you git all drunk
and the House of Clams starts cummin back up
i promise to hold up yer hair
and make sure you aint on camera when you git obscene
cuz them crotchless pannies
I give to ya
means much more than easy access
means my love for you is as sure fire
as Jesus
Elvis
And payin taxes


rules wide open

Up da holler just a ways..
I got yer trailer park right Herr princess....
Mater pickin, backer spittin
Borned and raised,
White trash livin with a side of dazed..
This herrr bottles my matin call
(Pills rattle...Pills Rattle)
Come one, come y'all!!
Flip flops and cut offs clean up to yer arse
Bleach blonde, NASCAR...
Dangit I ain't a commin in last.
Hey maww...get me a beer before it starts!
Whaaat??
She hollered down the hall.
Woman... I SAID GET ME A BEER BEFORE IT STARTS!!
Before what starts paw?
I said get me a beer before it starts!
Dang-nab-it...Can you not get up and get it yer lazy self?!
Yep....it's started!!
You thought it was bad when Hatfields met McCoys..
Imagine the shin dig when
the Wonderful Whites meet Trailer Park Boys...

lmao!!!! purt much

mater pickin.....priceless...great job

Hidden Talent

She looks trashy and flashy
Her hair always dyed
Her clothes fitted badly
But she wore them with pride

Her lipstick was garish
Her eye liner smudged
With a smile you could cherish
How should she be judged?

Her bed was untidy,
But a comfortable nest
Her attitude flighty
As seduction progressed.

Sex with her, bawdy
As coitus proceeded
The heat of her body
Very much needed.

In the quiet and calm
When we both felt pleasured
She'd talk with aplomb
On subjects she treasured

The subjects she raised
Were wide and complex
It left me amazed
At her broad intellect

How can you ever guess
By outward appearance
The ability to impress
With ideas and cohereance

Self-Prescribed Sex Prison

I grit my teeth and white my knuckles
as my newfound mentor chuckles.
He teaches me about disdain,
but no matter, I planned for pain.
My eyes both flutter as I shudder,
then I hear him coarsely utter:
"Good, looks like you still feel somethin'.
Bitch I swear, you ain't worth nothin'."
Lashes wet my back with crimson
in this self-prescribed sex prison.
I don't mind the body abuse,
but worry when he grabs the noose...
He likes to leave it on so long,
Last time, I thought I was gone.
But this time I see in his eyes
Something that brings fear to mine:
This is self pity and anger,
my hairs raise as I sense danger.
I test my cold metal chains
but can't break from my restraints.
He slips the noose around my neck,
then gives my cheek one final peck.
Fire rips through my perception,
Monsters I don't dare to mention..
Everything I love is ash,
all my glass memories crash.
Burning flesh, a pungent smell,
flares my nostrils in this hell.
I hear screaming, perhaps mine?
Then I'm returned to my time:
Surrounded by smoke and flame,
mumbling my dealer's name.
In this inferno, I bubble,
as his crackhouse burns to rubble.

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These are great! Thanks!

Well weren't we precious

Lawd, that boy had a set on him.
Eatin' corn through a picket fence
If he had half a mind to try.
Followin' the breeze of my skirt,

He watched me sidle up the steps,
And come close to seein' Christmas.
He'd mutter underneath his breath,
"I'd run with the big dawgs for you."

And ev'er time I'd let him near,
That's just exactly what he'd do
When it'd come time to kissin' me.
Each time, be dissin' family.

And that's the way it was with us.
It wasn't clear just who knew what,
But ev'er cousin and their blood
Was bound to cross the line just once.

Well-meaning, interfering folk
Was always pullin' us aside,
"No right to carry on that way
And get the short end o' the stick!"

"Hold your horses, come 'ere sugar."
He rode me hard 'n finished wet.
"You playin' possum?", "Reckon so."
We slept like dead pigs in the sun.

Gteat stuff....lovin these

All of these were soooo much fun to read. ..