Oh, Carl, you’re so persistant…

Think being snowbound in a cozy urban apartment is bad? At least you’re not a pioneer woman, kidnapped from your home in the middle of the night. Imprisoned in a shoddy claptrap cabin. Stranded until spring by an avalanche.

By seven strapping, handsome ginger-haired backwoodsmen? Actually, when you put it that way…

And the aftermath for these seven brothers and the seven brides-to-be: hysteria, lovers quarrels, girl-fighting and flirting…

“Snowballs with rocks in them. Them poor little dears, crying buckets of tears.”

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