White Trash for Life

So this post is dedicated to my favorite cousin in the world. Her name is Chrissy. She rocks, we have been through hell as family together. An we have been together for some seriosuly happy, funny times (once, while my entire family was together on the fourth of July we all had way to many Alabama Slammers to drink & I had the worst sunburn of my life that day). But the one thing that She and I have been grounded in for so long is that that we will forever be known as White Trash. Some of you might be thinking...is she for real?!! YUP. For years we have been known as the white trash cousins. This is not self proclaimed I might add, but we did embrace the stigma that is... White Trash. At least we make it look good - was always thought.

Now, you might be asking yourself:

Do they have Mullets? NO. Do they live in a trailer? No, we don't. Have they ever lived in a trailer? Nope. Did we have children at 12? Nope. Are we trashy? Nope. The only thing that would remotely qualify us as White Trash, is the fact that we are WHITE. It is beyond us why would be so honored as to have been given this title.

The only person that has the answer to this age old question, is the man of our dreams, who has no money at the age of 47, No place to live, moves from person to person to have a bed to sleep in, was a truck driver for most of his life for about 15 different companies, fired, is a registered sex offender, is a tweeker (for those of you who don't know what a tweeker is aka chrystal meth user, crank user etc.)Has spent more nights in jail than we can count, his mom had to give him money every couple of days to satisfy his meals of beer, cottage cheese, more beer, crank, govm't cheese etc, and more beer, now lives in Alaska doing only the Lord knows what.

Now who was the white trash again?