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Photo Galleries are back! Instructions below.

Dear forum users,
Thank you for your patience with the Photo galleries. We've got your galleries online!
We have finished writing a custom script to migrate the PhotoPlog to vBulletin5’s albums.

Unfortunately V-Bulletin killed the "Photoplogs" in their software upgrade which was unforeseen and we're the first development group to have written a script for getting the galleries back... that said, it took some time to reverse engineer the code and get the albums to move over seamlessly!

Forum users will be able to access their “PhotoPlog” images through their user profile page by clicking on the “Media” tab.
They will also be able to browse other albums by going to the albums page. (On the forum site, there is a link in the black bar beside “Forums” to the albums.)

In order for users to create an album please follow the steps below.
1) Go to user profile page and click “Media”
2) Click Add Photos
3) Enter Photo Gallery Title in the first field
4) Click Upload or Select from Photo Album to add photos
5) Click Post
6) Once posted, the album will be created as a “Topic” on the albums page for the public to see. The topic title will be the “Photo Gallery Title” they created before uploading their photos.

To create this migration path we used vBulletin5’s default album structure. Unfortunately, it won’t work like the “PhotoPlog” but is an album/gallery component on the forum now.
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redneck love poem

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  • redneck love poem

    A redneck love poem

    susie lee done fell in love,
    she planned to marry joe.
    She was so happy 'bout it all,
    she told her pappy so.

    Pappy told her, susie gal,
    you'll have to find another.
    I'd just as soon yo' ma don't know,
    but joe is yo' half brother.

    So susie put aside her joe
    and planned to marry will.
    But after telling pappy this,
    he said, 'there's trouble still.'

    you can't marry will, my gal,
    and please don't tell yo' mother.
    But will and joe, and several mo'
    i know is yo' half brother.

    But mama knew and said, my child,
    just do what makes yo' happy.
    Marry will or marry joe;
    you ain't no kin to pappy.

    snatched from another forum