Voiceover Intro For Upcoming Documentary

11th Street. Route 66. This has got to be the most has-been stretch of Mother Road. Like the old bitch at the end of the bar with biscuit dough tits and a voice that makes James Earl Jones sound castratto. Rotting brick teeth and pavement skin pothole pocked stretches along the flabby rolling hills from east of Mingo Creek to the Arkansas River.

This is the trip two of us took through that vericose vein stagnant with poisonous automobile blood unable to flow from a dying heart....