fairhopeless

when you become tagged as “it” in the town of fairhope, alabama, by church bullies, quarter-back sized drug addicts, con-artists whom become police confidential informants, and the local c-ke- and crack-wh-r-s at certain places — you start hanging in the local bars with a bunch of people whom must have never talked to a truly intelligent woman in their lives — because mostly they only understand the power of their civil war connections, “whiskey d-cks” — and vodka, weed and speed. back-door deals, child-stalkers, s-xual predators, drug addicts, psychotic-drug-addicted nannies and hospital employees and rich folks’ bored kids whom commit random and targeted acts of vandalism. a vast wasteland of unused “best and brightest” that are “slave labor” to the incompetent judges, politicians and other “officials.” a total joke!
when i moved to “fairhopeless,” alabama, in 2003, i thought i had found a little slice of paradise — a nirvana — the church bully and other -ssorted b-tches and gripers soon made it clear that they thought they ruled the roost. as fat, unattractive, loud and evil as most of them were, i would say they would have covered 2 to 3 roosts per their fat bottoms.