I Aint Even Lyin: The Lost Art of Southern Story Tellin
Pull up a chair around our campfire and let your imagination soar like the embers from our fire. Well take you on journeys down the river and through the woods, but you wont end up at Grandmas house. Youll encounter gators and mules and bears, oh my! Feel the wind, smell the river and hear the footsteps of whats creeping up behind you. As you explore each chapter we guarantee with each twist and turn you will not know what is coming up next in these original stories.
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