NOTHING TO WRITE HOME ABOUT

WE’VE HOWDIED, BUT HAVEN’T SHOOK

STARTING A FIGHT IN AN EMPTY HOUSE

I’M THE ONLY HELL MY MAMA EVER RAISED

AS FULL OF PAINS AS AN OLD WINDOW

DOWN WITH THE SNAKESE

A DEAD SNAKE CAN STILL BITEE

PIGS GET FAT, HOGS GET SLAUGHTERED

FINDING A WHISPER IN THE WHIRLWIND

NOT WORTH SPIT

LIES LIKE A TOMBSTONE

EATING SORROW BY THE SPOONFUL