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After Thanksgiving, you call up your cousin in Atlanta and you’re like “OMG! Did you hear Uncle Mervin going off about Obama being a Muslim during dinner?” And she’s all “Girl, I know. And what is with Aunt Eula and her End Times Prophecy shit?” And then your gay cousin in NOLA is…
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I really think this is the most accurate definition of living in the south I’ve ever heard.
Truth. My favorite (and this actually happened when I lived in Sour Lake): “Well, you just turn right at the gas...
That is PRECISELY how MamaBluer gives directions. Problem is a) she’s from Jersey, and b) I almost never have ANY idea...
HEY my Dad is Uncle Big John. And yes to ALL of this. My favorite directions though are when your grandparents, God...
“Out toward where Robert and Jamie lived when they had Joel” is a valid direction in my family.
that last paragraph…truth. Do y’all do directions in a “well, go down Old Scott road until you hit the road that takes...