A Waffle House wedding and True Confession Time

I have a streak of redneck in me... for exsample, in 1987, I rode all the way to Panama City Beach, Florida, from Auburn, Alabama, with my feet hanging out the window. The youngest of my five has on one occasion snuck out of the house clad in nothing but a disposable diaper. I have had an inoperable vehicle and large appliance in the yard. I keep up with Crimson Tide football.

I've seen lots of truly amazing wedding photographs, but I think this couple's are a must-see. Bubba and Pam, the happy couple, tying the knot at the Waffle House. The bride puffed on a cigarette prior to walking the "aisle", their youngest child picked her nose as her mama and daddy kissed.