07.18.07 - 3:59 pm

i asked torgen, who had a friend from dallas on the other end of his text message, to inquire about some really swanky, hillbilly-esque areas of texas that ben and i could stop in and visit. i wanted confederate flags, missing teeth, dialects of english that were unintelligible and an extreme fear of crude homosexual humor and john tesh. there needed to be an emphasis of danger. a risk of us being lynched or our bodies being discovered tangled in barb wire fencing.

oak cliff.
oak lawn.
garland.
grand prairie.

ok then, those places sound pretty white trash. ill pencil those places in, i thought to myself. but second guessing those locations, i asked torgen to confirm these were areas teeming with red necks, and not dangerous in a way one would associate with full blooded gang members.

of course my suspicions were correct.

oak cliff.
oak lawn.
garland.
grand prairie.

great places to die in texas. especially for skinny white kids.