Nascarions Crying In Their Beer

The mood at NASCAR’s end-of-the-year ceremony was so grim that, if one had to compare it to a type of car, the only fitting example fitting would be a hearse.

This is actually a very informative piece but let's put most of the blame right where it belongs and that's in the cotton fields of the south who voted in lockstep for this stupid sonofabitch we got for a preznut twice.

Many are being affected by this and the gravy train of tens of millions of greenbacks from the north has done dried up considerably. You've done fucked yourself and may have to spend Sunday afternoons watching pit bull fights instead. Tough shit!

Briefly- I love car racing or anything that goes fast and if it can burn rubber so much the better. It was a ritual for some time to at least watch Daytona. Hey it's the Daytona 500. After Earnhardt was killed just quit watching. Was about done anyway because Nascar had become so very corporate. Just wanted to see Dale Sr. win his 8th championship to take the wind out of Petty's sail. Stick those restrictor plates where the sun don't shine! Plus Earnhardt drove Chevy's. I'm a Chevy man ya know.


I had this very same Ed "Big Daddy" Roth's design on a t-shirt that I thought was lost. When my two brothers and I were going through things after Dad passed away I came across it. Unfortunately all the brilliant and wild colors had faded away but I still kept it.