Tag: white trash
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Monday dinner #2… fresh snapper rocks my world more than Britney Spears
Ooops I did it again, blah blah blah blah, dah diddy dah, I like it like that. No, I am not magically transporting you back to the year 2000 to a chart topping hit for a drunkard white trash caravan park kid, and I certainly won’t be hitting the stage in a red lycra onesie…
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The Sunday roast… the final instalment
The Sunday roast… or not… So you still can’t do a decent Sunday roast? You just don’t have enough time… your kids are so hungry they’re starting to eat each other… and you’ve already lost three. Lucky your white trash genes decreed that you shalt have eleven children. Even if you do have to sacrifice…
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Iluka 2466, day three
Day three. Wake up at crazy a.m. (an actual time) and straight into a brisk walk through the forest. Whatever made me think that was going to be a great idea also decided I needed a slap up, country town breakfast complete with the same cheap white bread that has nourished white trash kids for…