email from my mother in memphis

junkyard-bodhisattva:

“You ain’t gonna believe this shit, Son: Your cousin Cathy, who is as old as you are, has started working down to the shake-em-up-club doing the damn titty-flop. At her age and she’s as big as a house! Apparently, she’s making good money too. Those old coots that go there must be blind.  Love, Your Mama”