Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Red, Meet Neck

From now on, whenever anybody asks me, "Why don't you live in Alabama any more," I think I'll just send them this story.

My sources tell me that pickled pigs feet in possum sauce were served at the reception, and the bridesmades each received a sleeve of Copenhagen tins as a thank-you gift. Wonder if they tied a bunch of Natural Light cans to the back of the family trailer after the ceremony?

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