Mama Don't Mess with Me


I say, “I been down so long I don’t know up.  If I didn’t have bad luck I’d have no luck at all.”


“Graveyard,” he says, cause that’s what I told em my name was, “Graveyard, I bet you’d smack your ex for a thousand bucks,” and they all laugh.


I say, “I would run Rhonda Jones over with my car for a Snickers bar.”

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