You might be a redneck if your grandfather completely executes the pull my finger trick at the family reunion.

Nowadays you can't even spank your kids. No, gotta give 'em a time out. My dad would take time out of his busy day... to whip our ass.

As an actor, there was that freedom of not having to worry about lights or marks or other people. It was just going out there and having fun with the character.

You might be a redneck if a full-grown ostrich has fewer feathers than your cowboy hat.

You might be a redneck if you see a sign that says Say No To Crack and it reminds you to pull your jeans up.

When you get to your third millionth frequent flyer mile, I think something snaps in your brain.

I know if mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.