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A Southern Breed!

Were one of a kind, It's true! We go around saying hey ya'll all day. If you don't like it, we could care less anyway. We don't call our mom's mother or mommy, We call them mama! We would rather our small hicktown parties in a big red barn instead of partying in a martini fufu bar. Our richest live in double wide trailors not some over priced penthouse in manhattan. It's just a southern breed through and through. It's the best there ever will be!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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