You might be a redneck if the tobacco chewers in your family aren't just men.
If the veins in the back of your legs look like the street map of greater Pittsburgh, you ain't nobody's babydoll.
You might be a redneck if you're turned on by a woman who can field dress a deer.
You might be a redneck if somebody hollers ho-down and your girlfriend hits the floor.
Nothing in life prepares you to be famous.
You might be a redneck if you use a radiator hose to fix your kitchen sink.