My Big Redneck Wedding
I don't watch reality television because it takes jobs away from writers. However , I have recently discovered a new guilty pleasure (thanks to my ma) that I am so fucking OCD about, I'm considering breaking up with bullet points , another OCD'ism of the minute. My Big Redneck Wedding . Let's discuss. Gail and John's wedding and oh what a wedding it was. They have a paper route. He peed his proposal and she thought that was the most romantic thing evah . His sport of choice is drinking Budweiser. Together, they have about six teeth. In fact, on Gail's wedding day when her teeth were MIA, her mother asked, "Wanna use mine?" I thought I'd heard everything, I was wrong. You can read all about their wedded bliss here . Their hoopa was made of beer cans. When they ran short, hubby-to-be lovingly offered to down a case a' Bud , to fill it out, you know, make it beerier . Their love affair with Bud runs so deep, their table vases were made of em...