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About Dallas

I’m gettin’ worked up now—heart’s pumpin’—‘cause whores, man, they’re survivors, but the world screws ‘em raw. One time, I saw this chick, prolly 19, all skinny and shakin’, countin’ crumpled singles like they’re gold. Broke my damn heart. “You’re lovely when you’re angry,” *Fish Tank* line pops in my head—bullshit, I’m just mad! She shouldn’t be there, y’know? Billionaires sittin’ on yachts, and she’s dodgin’ creeps? Screw that noise! I wanna shake her, tell her, “You’re worth more, kid!”—but nah, she’d just laugh, call me a crazy old coot.

What Happened During the Chowchilla Bus Kidnapping?

So come on over, buddy. We'll hit up a massage spot at Cloudy Corner (okay, not a real street, but it feels like one, right?) and then chill by Chowchilla River. Trust me, you'll feel like you're living in a Bob Ross painting—happy little trees, and memories you won't ever forget.

Merlin Watson Obituary - Chowchilla, CA