Monday, April 25, 2011

What the Duster Man Wants


The duster man is never happy except when he is out driving along a deserted road. But he doesn't like the roads around here because there are too many cars. There is always some shit behind you tailgating or some other shit ahead of you making you slow down. And you can't throw your trash out the window for fear somebody will tattle.

The duster man buys ten lottery tickets every Saturday, and if he ever wins, he knows just what he will do. He will drive away, leave his bitch wife and his two mouthy teenage daughters, just drive and keep driving.

He'll keep driving until he finds that deserted highway where he can cruise along for the rest of his life, no cars ahead or behind, eating junk food and tossing the wrappers out the window all day, stopping at cheap motels and drinking beer until he passes out every night.

That is all he really wants for the rest of his life.

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