So I see you are looking for nasty sluts.
You have struck GOLD my friend.
Because you are in the POUND.
The place where the pills just roll out of the hills,
A place where every other person has a white "tylenol ring" on the nose.
The hollow-eyes of the mother with kids who's eyes glisten with hope-
But all they see is dope-
You are in the town without real men and women. FREE men and women.
Everyone here is or knows a slave to pills. It doesn't matter what they are-
Will they make me feel better? Give'em to me NOW...GULP!
Go to sleep and never wake, my child.
If you cannot find pills, we have "friendly neighbors" who sell
fake pot and now, fake , fake bath salts..that's two fakes, Perfect.
The water in our town is deadly. 2000x the legal safe limit of aluminum.
Another substance that KILLS brain cels and CAUSES alzheimer's and dementia. Not to mention the fluorine, chlorine,etc.
After finding a really "nasty slut" you can have a "Pound Party".
Take 12 oxycontin's each, get a room at the old Deluxe, have booze, a digital camera with EXTRA batteries and invite the Detroit Highwaymen to drop-in and meet your "date". Scratch her where she itches. They can take turns peeling the meth scabs off of her. FUN!!!
Yep, you have found a home here. Guy or Girl, your mind is where it should be for a local, in the gutter with your brain as it rolls down the drain.
Here, every road leads to escape, any direction good.
God played the ultimate sick joke of all.
HE created POUND and put US here.
Now, whoever Amber Gail Dotson (probably a kid) is, you can go back to calling her names but I haven't seen a real decent single girl since ..I don't know, sometime around 1990. Now it's scabville. It makes me want to puke.
Look at TOPIX in towns far away. Little towns. Topix is always a bit stupid but the people are not brain dead yet. Here it has happened early, that's all.