Off to Honeymoon
posted by Jack Burnt
Amanda kicked me out of the bedroom so she could pack questionable material. I have an inkling to what exactly the materials she’s packing, but I’m not allowed. So, I’m here before our big adventure.
We are off to Tennessee, my home country. The place I was born. Well, almost the place I was born. I was spawned at East Ridge which is to Chattanooga as Opp is to Andalusia. We’ll be going far East of East Ridge, but it’s the state that matters. I’ve always had a fond place in my decrepit heart for Tennessee, and it’ll be wonderful to return. I mean, come on, Chattanooga is the place I first tried Outback. And there was no going back after that.
So, at some ungodly hour we’ll depart for distant mountains. She’s driving all the way (I’m a feminist) and we hope to get there around noon or so. Our check-in isn’t until 3 PM, but there are places to see and people to molest.
She’s given the OK to return to the bedroom. So I will finish packing. I think comdoms remain– I’m bringing a lot. It’s an audacious venture since the last time I bought condoms in bulk, I broke up.
To Tennessee!
