Wedding In Rural America




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, 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.
It even had air conditionin'.
After the honeymoon we loaded up and moved.
To our beautiful waterfront condo.
Married life is good!