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7/13/2025, 11:07:57 PM
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>By sundown, Vince had started fast-talking Pa into signing “some light paperwork.”
>Grace, Billie's city girl bestie, broke them apart and went for a team huddle
>Grace: Listen up you neanderthals, this is a businessman he can't be trusted so whatever you do don't sig-
>Grace: Where's pa and nellie
>Noticing her team huddle had become more of a team muddle?
>As grace looked over in horror, she saw Pa signing the contract and getting his "moderate" fee.
>And Nellie had accidentally agreed to do a commercial for a new “natural beauty” product called “Dirté.”
>Vince called it “Appalachian Authenticity.”
>Pa:Ain’t no one more authentic than my Nellie!
>Pa beamed, already half way through counting the stack of cash
>Grace just shook her head defeatedly
>In the city, Nellie was scrubbed, polished, curled, waxed, powdered, and stuffed into a dress with more rhinestones than sense.
>Her muddy feet were forced into shoes that sparkled like disco balls.
>Her bangs were finally tamed... revealing a face even she didn’t recognize.
>“I look like I’ve been deep-fried in glitter,” Nellie muttered.
>Meanwhile, Pa and Billie were loving the high life.
>Pa more than anyone else, what happens when a southern gentleman is given a wad of cash and no leash
>Pa already had rented a fur coat and a knockoff gold chain. >Ma just shook her head, "You've forgotten about the simple things, this is about nellie"
>Pa just chuckled “Naw, Y’all haven't seen my new grill yet? Lookit! It says ‘ROOTS.’ That’s ‘cause I stay grounded, y’know?”
>He said, sipping oat milk lattes, posting selfies captioned “Farmcore meets drip #countryglam,” and referring to money as “stacks o’ cheddar, baby.”
>Even Billie was into it.
>She was scarfing hotel mini-fridge snacks and cannonballing into the rooftop pool wearing overalls.
>By sundown, Vince had started fast-talking Pa into signing “some light paperwork.”
>Grace, Billie's city girl bestie, broke them apart and went for a team huddle
>Grace: Listen up you neanderthals, this is a businessman he can't be trusted so whatever you do don't sig-
>Grace: Where's pa and nellie
>Noticing her team huddle had become more of a team muddle?
>As grace looked over in horror, she saw Pa signing the contract and getting his "moderate" fee.
>And Nellie had accidentally agreed to do a commercial for a new “natural beauty” product called “Dirté.”
>Vince called it “Appalachian Authenticity.”
>Pa:Ain’t no one more authentic than my Nellie!
>Pa beamed, already half way through counting the stack of cash
>Grace just shook her head defeatedly
>In the city, Nellie was scrubbed, polished, curled, waxed, powdered, and stuffed into a dress with more rhinestones than sense.
>Her muddy feet were forced into shoes that sparkled like disco balls.
>Her bangs were finally tamed... revealing a face even she didn’t recognize.
>“I look like I’ve been deep-fried in glitter,” Nellie muttered.
>Meanwhile, Pa and Billie were loving the high life.
>Pa more than anyone else, what happens when a southern gentleman is given a wad of cash and no leash
>Pa already had rented a fur coat and a knockoff gold chain. >Ma just shook her head, "You've forgotten about the simple things, this is about nellie"
>Pa just chuckled “Naw, Y’all haven't seen my new grill yet? Lookit! It says ‘ROOTS.’ That’s ‘cause I stay grounded, y’know?”
>He said, sipping oat milk lattes, posting selfies captioned “Farmcore meets drip #countryglam,” and referring to money as “stacks o’ cheddar, baby.”
>Even Billie was into it.
>She was scarfing hotel mini-fridge snacks and cannonballing into the rooftop pool wearing overalls.
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