The respirator cowboy awoke in the noon day sun on his bed roll. He will need a filter change if he plans to ride another day in the Ozone alerted Dallas skies. The holed up skies are his nemesis and his canvas. He loves attaching aerosole hair spray containers nozzle down on the soles of Horsie's hooves. A ride around town trot spraying hairspray seems real dumb to most. But to the respirator cowboy its pretty neat to know that even though he has no car and little money that he too can contribute to the American dream of swiss cheesing the sky and annoying the rest of the one off freak show that is planet earth.
Drink from your xxx jug via a tube you contributor of pollutants. You are the new drunk American hero. And I am your brethren, the stilts wearing Indian with spray can shoes running a country mile in suburban sectors everywhere, spray painting a tag thats 15 years long. Hiya wah wah shoosh shoosh click clack, I am hauling can man.
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