That's just something instinctual within men. We always feel like we've got to protect our stuff. Even if it's not worth protecting, we want to protect it. You ever seen people who have like a piece of crap Pinto with a Club on the steering wheel. Somebody breaks the window, steals the Club, leaves the Pinto in a pile of glass.

You might be a redneck if your wheelbarrow breaks and it takes four relatives to figure out how to fix it.

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

You might be a redneck if you refer to the time you won a free case of oil as the day my ship came in.

You might be a redneck if you wish your outhouse was as nice as those at the state park.

Hell, when I was in high school, a "drive-by shooting" meant somebody had their rear end hanging out a car window!

You might be a redneck if your primary source of income is the pawn shop.