You know you're a redneck if your home has wheels and your car doesn't.

You might be a redneck if your biggest ambition in life is to git that big ole coon. The one what hangs 'round over yonder, back'ah Bubba's barn.

I'm two decisions away from putting up drywall for a living. I am, and there's nothing wrong with that, but whatever I got, it's through the grace of God, and I've got to use it right.

I'm very lucky in that I've gotten to do a lot of things. But if you ever put a gun to my head and said, "You can only do one," I'd think it would be stand-up. I think it's the coolest job in the world.

You might be a redneck if the antenna on your truck is a danger to low flying airplanes.

Between New York and LA, there's 200 million people that aren't hip, and they don't want to be hip.

Any job that posts a price list for your body parts is a bad job.