The big, silver fish in the room (2)
Even if he was only the fillter cleaner he was still happy to be working so he could aford to move out( he apperently had a sort of "white trash" family, i didn't believe him but when i visited his house for the first time his grandfather was siting
Story 1: The Locker Room
white-trash.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Nine.
“they were white trash, my parents. the definition of white trash. they lived off the state. popping pills, drinking, snorting whatever they could… i swear they only had me to get a bigger cut from the state.
Ocean Depths part 13
He tossed the cans in a white trash bag to the side and began cleaning up the room so it would be live able.
Twas the Night before....WTF?!?!
Away to the window i flew like a flash, with my balls swingin' out in the open like true white trash.
Broken Pieces. Chapter Thirty-Two.
With all his memories from the days when he was young, living in that white trash trailer park with his white trash parents, to getting older, to losing and gaining new friends… there was one constant in it all. all the ups and downs, lefts, and rights.
The Moon Over Fairfield Connectituct
It was that feeling i'd get when some white trash would be staring at me as if i had been doing something wrong like they had the place to do such a thing i was the one they should look up to not look down upon. damn white trash!
The Most Wonderful Time of the Year
According to joanie her parents called the jorgensens "white trash" and said their house smelled funny. bobby didn't know what white trash meant, but wondered if he'd see heaps of garbage lying around if they opened their door for him.
So I fell in love with a werewolf
To me you both are white trash. i hope i get this job." rob flips, brad the bird, gets in his car and drives home. +++++++++++++++++++++++++++ monday morning rob shows up for work.
Genetic Children-Log 03- No Work Today
He shut the lid and stood waiting for the large white garbage truck to shuffle its way down, god it was moving slow.
Pills, Part 6
She didn't particularly like the atmosphere at the diner, too many idiot, red-neck, white trash types hung around there for her liking, but it was right across the street from the university campus, and the food was somewhat decent, at least for your
The Simple Things. Chapter Eighteen.
I felt bad for her looking up, past her, and into the kitchen where some white trash looking yank was staring at the chocolate labrador who left. i soon followed behind. "the hell was that all about?"