Let’s be honest in the late 70’s, Akron, Ohio was the armpit of the midwest.
What do you call that little strip of grass between the sidewalk and the street? If you are from Akron, Ohio, you call it the Devil Strip.
Some people tell me I’m a very “negative person.” First of all, fuck you. Who asked you? And second, you are right
When I was 14, all the hookers at the Imperial 400 Motel in Akron, Ohio, knew my name.
I’m not sure when Gilbert, Az started letting roosters live in my neighborhood, but last year some fucking little Foghorn Leghorn moved in almost next door.
It had been 25 years since I had smoked pot, when the Bear and I learned the new rules: Puff, Puff, Pass. We were visiting the Boy’s house
10 – You are on busy corner, and on both sides of the road there are PayDay loan stores.
It’s the 4th in Phoenix, time to prove how much you love your country by burning it down.
Most of my neighbors are so fucked up I can barely look them in the eye, but the Bear and the boy keep dragging me into conversations with them.