It all started out with me pickin up my blushin
bride in a limo down at the 7 Eleven when she got off
work.
My pappy ran down to the Burger King to pick
up the reception viddles.
I took my blushin bride to a place where
she could get dressed up and all.
My bride was
having problems with a worked up stomach, if you
know what I mean, so we had the preacher meet us at the outhouse for the ceremony.
Afterward, Pappy
took a picture of my bride by her new tractor. It was a weddin' gift from our uncle.
Now that the ceremony was done. It was time to
celebrate. Granny had the cooler all stocked up with beer.
Bubba dragged out
the grill.
Cousin Nester went to roastin up some
weiners.
.
Meanwhile everyone enjoyed some yard games.
Some of the fellas went water skiing.
The Hatfield girls brought their guns, jest in case.
When all the fun
was over, I took my bride to our honeymoon suite.
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It even had air conditionin'.
After the honeymoon we loaded up and moved.
To our beautiful waterfront condo.
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