Thursday, November 17, 2011

Scattered Smothered and Covered



21 year old Taco Bell employee, Erica Wilson, wanted to be more than just f*ck buddies with her first cousin, 32 year old Jesse Brooks. Brooks, who had been drinking Everclear grain alcohol, apparently did not want to be tied down.

Brooks “began to touch her suggestively and stated that ‘he wanted her.’” In response, Wilson told her cousin that she “wanted a relationship and did not want to be ‘A Booty Call,’” according to a Hawkins County Sheriff’s Office report.

Oh goody! Here comes the good part.

The aforementioned comment allegedly infuriated Brooks, who began cursing at Wilson, and then allegedly knocked her to the kitchen floor with a flurry of punches. Fighting back, Wilson grabbed a pair of scissors and slashed away at her cousin’s face, neck, arms, and back.

Holy Waffle House, I love white trash. You could make a story out of every portion of this story and it would be amazing. Instead, you get cousins, Taco Bell, scissors, violence, attempted rape, attempted murder...I mean what's not to love? There are a lot of positives about growing up in the south, like the church influence and good gospel spirituals, homemade biscuits and cornbread, tobacco, red clay, bourbon, small towns, big families, momma, trains, trucks, prisons, gettin' drunk, fishin', fightin', and cow tippin', but out of all that, it's almost erased by inbread cousins chasing each other around their house with wheels and brake lights and cinderblock steps, trying to kill one another after one turns the other down during a light night drunken booty call. Erica beat that ass.

What's the lesson? If you're gonna hook up with your cousin during late night, make sure you put your bandana over her nose and mouth first, and ask her if it smells like chloroform.

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