[B-Chan]

You wouldn't know genuine white trash if they took you out muddin’ and dumped you in the swamp.

Au contraire. I graduated from the public high school in Texarkana, Texas. I walked among them for years, witnessing their savage ways, and barely escaped alive to tell the tale.

They're still out there, breeding... cooking meth... applying Bondo to T-top '81 Pontiac Firebirds. Come the day when televised sports go off the air and Lite beer deliveries fail, their primitive rage will expland beyond the ability of crackpot preachers and corrupt East Texas cops to contain.

And then... THE HARVEST...

[death2tyrants]

Come the day when televised sports go off the air

You're missing out, pal. You're living in a nation that embraces one of the greatest sports every invented (American football), and you don't watch sports?

their primitive rage

Not primitive. I use high-tech creatine cocktails.

[RegulatorCountry]

And you compensate by pointing out just how you're not like them, even though you clearly didn't escape. You keep coming back like a moth to a flame.

You just cain't quit us, can you B-Chan?

Make peace with yourself. Embrace your own inner Bubba. Texas doesn't need any more self-hating, projecting, pretentious mockers, and that's all you're perceived as being, try as you might.

Plenty of them are streaming in from California, so maybe you've at long last found company in your drama queen misery. Watch your state turn purple, as I have mine. Perhaps, then, you'll come around and learn to appreciate the finer points of those people.

Or, perhaps not. You're a fairly hardheaded example, from what I've seen over the past several years here.