Southern Charm
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Thats the kind of image that sticks with you.
Does she believe in astrology?
), and yet chooses to keep an unequivocally fucking haunted bonneted baby doll in her beloved daughters bedroom.
Future grist for theConjuringfranchise mill.
I didnt know her from an armadillo hole in the ground, and she was objectively annoying.
Danni apparently texted Kathryn, You justspit on our friendship.
I hope it felt good, which is, like, aJagged Little Pillera Alanis lyric.
Okay, whip out the Crazy Creek chair and take a full-body dip in bug spray.
Everything inside the RV is exactly the beige-greenBig Lebowskicolor palette youre imagining it to be.
When they pull into their Tennessee campsite, the gang discovers they dont have enough firewood to make dinner.
At some point between here and the Carolinas, Whitney became extremely cranky.
Did he think they were stopping off for a Michelin-starred tasting menu somewhere in the wilderness?
I would like to state for the record that I am firmly on the side of the chef here.
Before long, Craig invites Whitney to shut his fucking mouth.
And after one too many cracks about carcinogens, Craig throws a hot dog at him.
Whitney throws it back.
Craig throws a plate.
Dude, you got hot-dog juice on my glasses, Whitney complains.
Were here to bust each others chops, Shep argues confusingly.
Were by a fire.
What do you do by a fire?
I mean … maybe?
Would that be a problem?
