OMG!

So, I sitting in front of the tube.
CMT or some such country music thing is going.

Gretchen Wilson comes up, some slow ditty I have never heard before.

“…best if you just walk away,
I don’t feel like lovin’ you today…”

OMFG! Can this possibly hit MORE dead on what is in my heart at the now?
Cripes-o-mighty!

‘Course she goes on the sing that she will anyway,
but who cares at this point. So the gates are open.

Then fuck!
This hot-ass bearded man, think it was James Johnson or some such. Woof!

Then he starts singing about a dad off to work
and a child that goes to get his pennies after mom says daddy gets paid for his time,
so that daddy can afford to spend time with him.
Jesse-Frickin-Cripes! What is this crap?

Please just stop the fucking singing now,
reach out of the tv, screw me raw and rip my heart out.
It’s what you all do eventually anyway.

That creepy make you feel worse about my kinda life thing in country music is starting
to work me nerves…

Just saying.