Describe the town where you grew up.
I’m sitting in it – I mean right in the fucking thick of it.
It is majestic & picturesque. It is overrun with people with too much goddamn money, mountain jocks, and snow bunnies. Not sure if you can tell, but I am more or less over the scene, for today.
Thing is, we used to be a quaint little town nestled in the Sierra. Right where the Donner Party broke the fuck down and ate each other. But these days, no one has any respect, for the mountains, for the history, for them selves.
These days, it’s all self-important SUV’s, designer snow-ware, and no one can be bothered to even look where the fuck there are walking, because they are just so goddamn glamorous. Right?
Ask a stupid question, get a triple eff-bomb…