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..but...but...but I'm having fuuuuuuuuun in Oxford....sniffing glue, smoking dope and paying video games with mah loser friends all day.
All my asshole family ever does is bitch at me, take my car, offer me a place to live, but they go to church and expect me to do something to pull mah own weight. I mean, after I get done meeting Big Earl to get a hook up, I'm not even going to have any mooooonaaaay.
Call the whambulance.
I'm sure there are plenty of siding or roofing crews who will take on a meth head.
"but I'm not a meth head".
Yet.
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