We had a heavy Pantera cover band down south and my guitar player was one of the best I ever played with. There were some hotties down there but I had my eye on my homeboys sister. It just so happened that I was telling her about the West Coast and some of the things I seen. She was a little redheaded freckle cute ass chick. Country girl through and through. Straight out the trailer no bullshit. She stepped into my life out of a single wide. So we decided to go check out the West Coast me her and my guitar player. Now I was 14 she was 13 and Sean 18. We hustled up a bunch of money bought a shitty car and hit the road. We seen someone get shot in Memphis Tennessee almost got robbed in Memphis Arkansas and made it all the way across the United States with a little cardboard cut out by the license plate that said LAF. License applied for. That would never happen today you'd be face down on the pavement and a pig would be saying LAF at that. Well we made it as far as Phoenix and when Sean called home he found out that the FBI was involved and he kidnapped me and my little trailer trunt. So I got on the phone and told the Law that I brought myself out here and was in no way kidnapped. Also I will not be coming back so they better take that as my official statement. Sean and Carrie got on a Greyhound and took off back home well I got real comfortable in Phoenix Arizona.
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