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That Damn Deadly Ginger, he sure does have fun talkin shit doesn’t he?  I can just hear him saying ‘weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee’ after hitting that publish button with the utmost pride.  This blog is all about that though, and all is fair in love and war.  Shit talking.  Revealing. Maybe even some slander???? Pawbly.  However, The Ging does hit on some truths though as we read earlier about the Metro-Neck and perhaps there is even some truth in his foul post about me.  Yes - I do hate people disrespecting Mother Nature.  It drives me crazy that the people of this world seem hell bent on destroying it.  I mean really, what the fuck?  

 Why shit where you sleep, you know?  I did reside in two of the most beautiful states where hippies run rampant and the environmentalism can seem a bit facist (not communist, thank you very much.)  Some strange twist of fate eventually brought me to the much beloved by the rest of the ooofers state of Texas.  And wow, can you say stuck in denial? Oblivious of the damage that they do?  The Texas state Motto is “Don’t Mess with Texas”  We have all heard it right?  But the sad part is most Texans take that as being about machismo and not Don’t Litter all over the God Damn State Asshole!!  I have seen countless people not just throw their cigarrettes out their windows, but entire fast food bags, SUPERDELUXETEXASSIZETWOFISTSARENECESSARYTODRINKOUTOFTHIS cups, and diapers for fucks sake.  Diapers!  I enjoy walking and there is a beautiful lake near by where people seem to think once they pack up the Tejano music that they can just leave there picnic trash right there!  There is more plastic floating around that lake than in the grotto at the Playboy mansion.  The last two visits I saw a dead pitbull floating in the lake.  Two different days, two different dogs.  So damn sad.  What the hell is the matter with people dumping their shit wherever the fuck?  Texan’s pride themselves on they mamas raising them right, but a lot of those mothers voted for Bush and his polluting ass and they wouldn’t know the recycling symbol if it was tatooed on their slutty teenagers lower back.  Anyways, what is a girl to do?  Compost yes.  Drive my piece of shit but awfully cute Cabrio until it dies instead of getting a damn sexy SUV? Yes.  Join em?  Maybe a little, as I also take part in the most satisfying form of self flagellation/pollution: I also am guilty of another form of self pollution, but it is ever so effective in taking my my mind off of the trashing of our planet.  Cheers! Reduce your use, recycle please.  Give a hoot people!  Love, the Naughty.