"Take me home and fuck me, baby, I'm too drunk to drive..."

Whiskey Dick was born drunk in the Potter's Field smack between Blind Dog's Bar and the Federal Pen in Gator Gallop, Georgia.  Nothing much has changed.

Now, every clod of shit life might throw is just fertilizer for a song.  Fuck with the patchholding men of Satan's Acquaintance?  You're gonna be a song.  You, lady, have you proved you're only good for one thing?  You're gonna be a song.  Did you get a bunch of folks praying in your name after you hit the retaining wall at Daytona, or after you got crucified by the Romans?  Y'all will both be a song, and amen.
 

Black& white photos by Brandon Schaffner
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