You might be a redneck if directions to your house include turn off the paved road.
To me, the media in New York and LA have always missed the essence of this country.
You might be a redneck if your local ambulance has a trailer hitch.
If your thighs look like the hood of a white Toyota minivan after a hailstorm, you aren't juicy.
You might be a redneck if you go to a Tupperware party for a haircut.
You might be a redneck if your classes at school were cancelled because the path to the restroom was flooded.