I wasn't even trolling for men, just hard at work, headed to a flooding story in a town straight out of Deliverance. (I still have banjos playing in my head this morning). But when I saw this truck, my knees went weak.
Who knew? The man of my dreams, my future husband, has been hiding at a McDonald's truck stop parking lot. I sure hope his cousin didn't beat me to the punch.
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