Arkansas

Arkansas, Arkansas, I just love ole Arkansas.

I love my ma, I love my pa, I just love ole Arkansas.

The second our car crossed over the Arkansas stateline, my driving companion launched into the above song. Repeatedly.

Now that thanks to bumbling legislators, it seems all the more fitting. That is if you are eleven, in love and want to get married. Because it's the law!

The moral of the story? Always, always proofread!