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21st Century Lesbian Trailer Trash

These are the mad musings of a middle aged woman, dyke, nurse, poet. I have a dog, a cat, a mobile home, and delusions of grandeur.

Location: California, United States

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Trailer Trash Stories

Holy BatDyke Robin. The 3 of us slept in until 10:30 a.m. yesterday morning. (The 3 of us being the cat, the dog, and myself). It was an ungodly 94 degrees outside. And it was 88 indoors. This is because I turned off the swamp cooler to save on energy.

This morning was only a few degrees cooler. 91.

I received an email this week from the woman who authors onsilverwings.com

It seems that she was doing some sort of search (trailers maybe?) and ran across this blog. Cool beans. She's smart, funny, and adventurous. I called her darlin' in my reply and she says this means I am coming dangerously close to becoming a redneck.

Anyway, I decided to do a google search of trailer trash. I showed up on page 7 with my Kinja card. Big whoop. But I also discovered that there were several porno flicks made called
Trailer Trash Nurses. How much do you want to bet that most of them contained some ersatz lesbian love scenes?

Then there is the honky tonk country band that calls itself
Trailer Trash. It has to be good.

I also found the Barbie alternative:
Trailer Trash Talkin' Turleen

If Barbie makes you want to puke, and memories of your childhood being forced to play with Barbie dolls induces nightmares, we have the cure. Introducing Trailer Trash Talkin' Turleen. Yes that's right, a burping, beer drinking, cigarette smoking, 12 inch tall doll, the exemplifies true American White Trash. Press her belly, (it's big because she's got one in the oven) and she will share some pearls of wisdom with the sophistication and style that makes her family and third grade teacher proud.

"..Pour me a double, I'm drinking for two..."- Turleen

Funny picture for the day: The little fella who found an open bar in an art museum.

Political story for the day: Lumpyhead's post called
Verily I Wanted to Throw Up. Commentary on the Mommy Wars and Linda Hirshman's discussion published in the Washington Post.

And phrase for the day comes from d over on dreams etc: It sucked donkey balls.


Blogger Francesca said...


12:35 PM PDT  
Blogger NursePam said...

Well. You little devil you ;^)

4:20 PM PDT  
Blogger Francesca said...

Finally! You've figured it out!

You are clever, indeed! (Errrrrmmm...I did send you an email a while ago, but never heard from you...)

6:07 PM PDT  
Blogger NursePam said...

I got something in my yahoo messenger when I finally opened it up last night after several months. I replied to that. I really didn't respond to your email? I'm sorry. I'm usually really good about that. (((hugs)))

6:55 PM PDT  
Blogger Francesca said...

Hmmmmph...well, alright...I guess I can forgive you...Darn!!!...I was hoping to feel justified in handing out a suitable punishment...

Oh well, better luck next time! lol

hugs back... ;)

7:34 PM PDT  
Blogger Pat Kirby said...

I'm not a morning person. But between the heat that make early morning gardening a necessity and a hungry horse, sleeping in is totally out. Sigh.

I envy you.

11:18 AM PDT  
Blogger NursePam said...

Awwww Pat! I couldn't sleep in with Maggie. Her legs were too short to leap off the bed and tend to her potty needs. Jaz has long legs and gets on and off the bed with ease.

I'll pay for it when I go back to work though. A morning person, I am not.

11:52 AM PDT  
Blogger just me said...

Would it be bad to get The Monkey Turlene for her b-day?

12:16 PM PDT  
Blogger NursePam said...

LOLOLOLOL! You're too much JM. Maybe you could get Turleen for yourself ;^)

2:30 PM PDT  
Blogger Eat More Beef said...

I plan on stayin away from Turleen if thats Ok with Yall! Nice blog and yes I found it searching for (car) Trailers!
Buy or Sell Anything Here!

11:19 PM PST  

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