The trees won’t be as tall on our wedding grounds, but I certainly hope the mornings look a little something like this.
I want to go camping when the weather gets cool.
baked beans n shit, schmores, weanies n watermelons
spritzahs! (lots of bojangles cups cuz NC be hatin) and bed intruder sing a long- FIIIAAAAH!
preferably a watery someplace for innertuuubes
bring your indian headdress we gotta dance around the fire to appease the forest spirit