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is the story of Gary, We don't Play this song anymore, but i will tell ya
the story, right just for entertainment if you actually clicked here, it's
like a cookie on your DVD player i guess. right Gary Smith was this old
white trash guy, who when we were like 16 and hell up until Sean turned 21
bought everybody beer every night and all he asked of us was to intern pay
for the cheapest forty ounce he could find. (Usually a lazer, or King Cobra)
So anyway to make a long story short this song was about Gary's trials and
tribulations of buying like 300 diffrent kids liquor everyday, about his run
in with the cops for buying underage kids liquor, about how he was like
sixty with 2 juvenile delinquent kids, and still lived with his mother, it
was about the fact that he worked at the humane society cleaning up dog shit
day in and day out, Gary used to talk about having his legs amputated
because he was always so drunk he couldnt walk that they really seemed no
use to him. it was about the fact that he was just plane dirty white trash
and we loved him because he bought us 40's everyday.... it sure beat
shoplifting, now that you know a bit about gary i hope you feel much more
involved........don't ya wish ya knew him. |