You might be a redneck if during your senior year you and your mother had homeroom together.

If your wife's hairdo has ever been ruined by a ceiling fan, you might be a redneck.

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 bumper sticker says, My other car is a combine.

It seems like movies that have heart to them always do well, and they find their audience.

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

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