If you ever start feeling like you have the goofiest, craziest, most dysfunctional family in the world, all you have to do is go to a state fair. Because five minutes at the fair, you'll be going, 'you know, we're alright. We are dang near royalty.'

You might be a redneck if you go to a Tupperware party for a haircut.

You might be a redneck if your 'huntin dog' cost more than the truck you drive him around in.

You just may be a redneck if your lawn furniture used to be your living room furniture.

You might be a redneck if your momma calls you over to help, cause she has a flat tire on her house.

You might be a redneck if your grandmother has ever been asked to leave a bingo game because of her language.

You might be a redneck if your beer can collection is considered a tourist attraction in your home town.