PULLED INTO TOWN….
July 19th, 2005
I pulled into a town I couldn’t believe still existed in the
eighties. A dusty, dirt road, a little old wooden store that
actually said “General Store”, and that was it. There was a
little old man sitting in front of the store in a rocking
chair… I said to him, “What do you folks do around here?”
He said, “We don’t do nothin’ but hunt n’ fuck.”
I said, “What do you hunt?”
He said, “Somethin’ to fuck.” ”