my leopard-print thong panties
my after-dinner instant decaf
my obsession with Nascar
my afternoon blowjobs
the burn marks on my arms and legs from baking and ironing
my Florida pork stew with orange peel
my sleep addiction
my apple-scented hair
my original bbq sauce
the birthmark at the base of my spine shaped like a shooting star
the tattoo on my belly of the AC/DC logo
my liking for sex in pickup beds
my rockin trailer park parties
my song-writing skills
To that man, and all the others: Go fuck yourselves!
