You might be a redneck if your favorite T-shirt is offensive in thirteen states.

It's a weird sensation to be mad and learning at the same time.

You might be a redneck if somebody hollers ho-down and your girlfriend hits the floor.

You might be a redneck if it's easier to spray weed killer on your lawn than mow it.

You might be a redneck if there are four or more cars up on blocks in the front yard.

I say, If everybody in this house lives where it's God first, friends and family second and you third, we won't ever have an argument.

Did you know babies are nauseated by the smell of a clean shirt?