You might be a redneck if your Momma would rather go the racetrack than the Kennedy Center.

It's a weird sensation to be mad and learning at the same time.

My wife is like, You finally get your own TV show, you can have any kind of car you want and you get a darned truck. But my brother and I have the same kind of truck now.

You might be a redneck if your daughter's Barbie's Dream House has a clothesline in the front yard.

If you ahve ever unloaded your pickup by backing up really fast and slamming on the brakes, you might be a redneck.

You might be a redneck if you watch cartoons long after your kids get bored.

If the veins in the back of your legs look like the street map of greater Pittsburgh, you ain't nobody's babydoll.