Where the southern rasies its finest. And the best Southern accents you can find!! Where the green "green" grass grows. Nothing to do except go down to our river lots and get drunk and fuddd up, with all our family, friends AND neighbors. Where a dumbfuck "stabs" the local bad ass. Where the law is taken into our own hands; and on the contrary the "law" knows us all my our first names. And we are called the "Great laurel forkians". Watch out.
Well hell, in Laurel Fork we've all been friends since we was knee high to a grass hopper.
by Little Sis. August 25, 2010