Tammy Lee Plinkett is hot white trash (or is that white hot trash?). She was conceived in a 1970 Dodge Charger to the sweet tunes of Lynyrd Skynyrd and it was downhill from there. Tammy Lee was a big fish in a small pond up through high school. Tammy Lee was prom queen. Tammy Lee was cheerleading captain. Tammy Lee wore clothes that made all the boys embarrassed to get up and write on the blackboard in front of the class.
Then Tammy Lee graduated.*
Tammy Lee was a waitress at the Chicken Hut, where it didn't matter that she couldn't make a cup of coffee or remember people's orders. Then 3 years later, Rocco walked into the grimy diner. It was a match made in... well, not heaven, but for Opelika, AL, it'd have to do. Tammy Lee worked as Rocco's secretary for a few years. It was the best job she ever had, but apparently secretaries are supposed to make coffee sometimes and actually do paperwork and use the Excel and
Jesus being a secretary was just so
hard. When the inevitable split happened, Tammy Lee'd been out of the game too long. She barely got a job waitressing again at Chicken Hut, where she hears people whisper "trash" and "whore" after they order their chicken and sweet teas.
Then the
worst thing happened. Tammy Lee had been getting her groove back when Rocco's niece, that
bitch Donna, moved down to Opelika. The new hotness. Tammy was 27. Twenny-seven! She was gonna be
old, ya'll! The old tramp, still working the Chicken Hut.
Not this time. Nuh-uh, not Tammy fucking Lee. She'll get respect from the whole damn town, and Rocco and Donna especially. Somehow.
Tammy Lee Plinkett is
not trash.
*Barely.