This is one case where I'm happy to read about the one who got away. I was a little afraid a mouth-breather in Selma might do Baby Gia wrong, and as a Carolinian I'd become a suspect.

Sad to say Gia, everything you posted looks like a day in the life down here except for you- I'm sure you caused a stir everywhere you went.

There used to be a rash of billboards around that said "Moderation: Satans Biggest Lie", with lots of skulls and crossbones.

I hope you stocked up on Cheerwine, Fanta and Nehi Grape soda and bought a few tubs of livermush to bring back to the folks at home.