Trailer Trash

Trailer Trash

Eating Snowflakes with plastic forks
And a paper plate of course
You think of everything

Transcript

{ Submitted by Nabeshin on June 9, 2011 2:42 am }

Rose: This is far enough. Just leave the monitor on the steps and I’ll get it in a minute.
Nate (skeptical): In this neighborhood? It’ll be gone in like two seconds. I’ll carry it.

Rose (ashamed): Ok, let me level with you. My house is a fucking DISASTER AREA. No one bothers to clean anything. What has been seen cannot be unseen. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Nate: Did I ever tell you my mom had 27 cats? I think I can handle a little mess.

(Rose opens the door)

Nate (a little taken aback): I will admit the three-foot mountain of beer cans is a new one on me.
Rose (not surprised): Hold your breath and step only where I step.

Posted on February 22, 2010 at 12:01 am in Treading Ground. Follow responses to this post with the comments feed. You can leave a comment or trackback from your own site.

7 Responses

  1. Mike says:

    Trailer trash living in a trailer full of trash?! You, sir, are a comedic genius!

  2. Uranium Bullet says:

    Three-foot mountain of beer cans. I’d be impressed if it weren’t so depressing.

  3. Rahcaz says:

    mine is made of Mountain Dew (c)
    recycling when you live 90 minutes from the closest center is kinda rediculous

  4. Karl says:

    “I have seen the top of the mountain, and it is good”

  5. Forest says:

    just realized the modest mouse reference.
    i don’t even know if you check this shit anymore, just doing a re-read through

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