Ah, Sabrina the Redneck Sack Sucker, definitely one of my greatest adventures. I'm visiting my boy Abe in podunk South Carolina. It's Saturday night and I'm like, "Hey man, what the fuck is there to do in this town?" He drags me to this country western bar where I thought I had landed on another planet. First of all, I can't understand a damn thing these hicks are saying with their thick country accents. Everyone was wearing cowboy boots and big ass belt buckles. I felt like I was at the Grand Ole Opry or some shit. Anyhoo, I start talking shit to the bartender, Sabrina. Come to find out this mother of three is working three jobs to pay the rent on her trailer because her dead beat ex-husband won't pay ***** support. You knew it was coming...I make her a little proposition that if she'll blow my boy Abe on camera I'll give her $300 bucks and that'll help with the rent and groceries. So, for $300 this backwoods slut blows my boy and then he busts a nut all over her face and glasses. Priceless!