All American Shit River

I was at the end of my rope. I waited tables eight hours per day, which then sex calls take three hours each night. I could hardly form rent and redeem all my changes. There was never the money, which became to past leave the salon and the Bowlingbahn for journeys. Then I began to sell enemas for All American Shit River. Now I drive a Jaguar and live in a beach front side free-hold flat! My hair looks better than Rapunzel's!