Director: Tony Alizzi Cast: Clay Maverick, Rod Barry, Trent Cougar, Bret Wolfe, Anthony Shaw, Chad Johnson, Luke Pearson and (in non sexual roles) Rowdy Carson, Sharon Kane, & Frieda Lay Brown The Plot Our movie begins in the trailer of an unhappily married couple. Trent Cougar is busy watching Jerry Springer (on a well played tape, I might add) while his wife Rowdy Carson prepares herself for the local karaoke finals. Her friend Sharon Kane comes over and both Rowdy and Trent try and talk her out of running due to her less than lackluster singing voice. She will have nothing of it, though, and she carries off, leaving Trent (who goes by the name "Luther") with their young cousin, all alone. Scene One: After getting through a horribly acted intro and shitty camera work beginning, it was nice to see how the real movie would play out. Bret Wolfe was down on his knees sucking off his "uncle" Trent.

Wey-ul sit yurself right down cheer on this upturned cracker barrel, take a swig from the jug, bite off a chaw of terbaccy, and get yer peckers out. Cause Im a-gonna tell yall about a real fun pitcher show. Its called White Trash and I swear it reminds me somthin fierce about our neighbors over thar in Possum Holler. It starts out when Luther (done to a turn by a real man hunk calls hisself Trent Cougar) wont go with his wife Earline to the karaoke finals at the saloon. Course the real reason he aint goin' is cause her nephew Jeremiah has come round and Luther knows what good cocksuckin that boy does. When Earline leaves with her frien Kitty, she tells her son, Amos (its really Rod Barry a play-actin. An I mus say Rods lookin like his ole self here which is pretty damn good. Yes siree.) Anyway she tells Amos to not let Jeremiah eat em outta house n home Cause thet boyll put anythin in his mouth. And sure as shootin hes got Luthers great big pecker in it as she speaks.