Tag Archives: South

To be clear

Posted on March 31, 2012 by S.

If Augusta National doesn’t want to allow women, that don’t confront me none. It’s a private club and it’s their right to limit membership as they please. I think it makes them look like a bunch of childish assholes, but … Continue reading →

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Just to shake things up a little

Posted on March 30, 2012 by S.

The Masters is coming up. I don’t play golf and I don’t belong to a country club. But here’s a little tidbit for you to ponder. Augusta National doesn’t allow women members. Women may play at Augusta National as guests. … Continue reading →

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Urban Farmess

Posted on February 6, 2012 by S.

My friend Therra has posters of Elvis in her chicken coop. Because chicks dig Elvis.

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One day,

Posted on May 19, 2011 by S.

when I was about eight or nine years old, back when I looked like Billy Carter, my cousins, Tonya and Beverly, and I were down at our Papa and Granny’s house, messing around in the yard, probably turning things over … Continue reading →

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