Info

I'm one of the Good Ole Boys, while up North they have bait cars, down South we either use a prostitute or a small illegal dog brought in across the border. Either way pretty clever of us, to trap theses criminals so that we can implement our "Good Ole Boy" decoder rings and brandish our backroom cigars and big daddy hats, all the while having wayward sexual fantasies about Elizabeth Taylor and hot summer days on the plantation. I bet if you go back 30 years, you will not find that name in a yearbook from Ash...

The content of this field is kept private and will not be shown publicly.
  • Web page addresses and e-mail addresses turn into links automatically.
  • Lines and paragraphs break automatically.

More information about formatting options

To prevent automated spam submissions leave this field empty.
CAPTCHA
Please re-enter the code shown in the image below.

Reply