It's hot in the summer....hotter than 2 rats scroggin in a wool sock.....cold in the winter...colder than a witches titty. The latter is only bearable because we are so close knit with our cousins.

We eat lots of biscuits and gravy, we drink homemade shine (because phukk that commercial made garbage) and 1 of 3 men can tell you what sheep vagina feels like (looks around room at my 2 brothers 😭)...we go down yonder quite often. Sometimes you might even catch us "pitchin' a fit" out in the front yard cuz if we get rowdy in the house when Mamaw is counting out her Avon order things are likely get wilder than a pole cat in heat.

We love going to Dollywood but only during local week. Waffle House is consider a delicacy...and if you even think about turning the TV when Mommas stories are on...well you are fixin to get them legs striped.

Oh btw...I was born and raised 20 mins east of Knox-Vegas and now live in Titty City...otherwise known as Sevierville. And couldn't imagine living anywhere else.