I'm sitting in a Hotel in Motherfucking Georgia.

Of all places to stop for the night in the heart of Redneck land you bunch of motherfuckers.

 

I bet if you call the concerige, he would be happy to bring up a tall glass of bleach...

 

I think you should try throwing yourself down the fire escape just to see if anyone is paying attention.

Or you could just rub one off...

 

I vote for rubbing one off. Not only is it good for the environment, but it makes god cry.

 

You and yer pick-up truck should feel right at home then. Maybe you and some other sheetheads can go burn some crosses. But try to find an alternative to gasoline, that stuff is expensive.