They fly the flag on their golf carts
May 23, 2008
You are trailer trash
until they need you.
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qazse 
May 23, 2008 at 11:57 pm
This is a re-post from October 2007
May 24, 2008 at 12:03 am
Then when they need you, your “hard working Americans, White Americans…”
But when they’re done with you, you melt away into the mountainside, or crumbling graffitied wall, or their kitchen counter…
Those two lines explain much of the world.
You’re so skilled with words, applying them with surgical precision, dissecting the body of a dying society.
May 24, 2008 at 12:34 am
“But when they’re done with you,
you melt away into the mountainside,
or crumbling graffitied wall,
or their kitchen counter…”
thank you c