charlie's prediction

my dad (in a redneck voice):

"i hope when you go down to georgia you meet a hillybilly and you two get matchin' shotguns and shoot pheasant and shit. i can picture you with your fuckin' straw hat and him with his greasy hair. now that's a life for you"

2003-06-13, 11:36 a.m.
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