You might be a redneck if Exxon and Conoco have offered you royalties for your hair.

I tried real hard to play golf, and I was so bad at it they would have to check me for ticks at the end of the round because I'd spent about half the day in the woods.

You might be a redneck if your momma gives you tips on how to sneak booze into sporting events.

To me, the media in New York and LA have always missed the essence of this country.

I really don't require a whole lot in life.

If someone at Fleet Farm offers you assistance and they don't work there you might live in Wisconsin.

The more excited the rooster gets, the higher his voice goes. He's got a little bit of a Barney Fife quality to him.