We really didn't have the option of being couch potatoes when I was growing up. There were only three television channels and the only kid's programming was on Saturday morning. We always played outside until we could hear Mom calling us (not by cell phone but with her hands cupped around her mouth) that it was dinner time.

You might be a redneck if you were shooting pool when your kids were born.

You might be a redneck if your anniversary present was getting the septic tank pumped.

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

You moon the wrong person at an office party and suddenly you're not 'professional' any more.

You might be a redneck if you own all the components of soap on a rope except the soap.

You might be a redneck if...your belt buckle weighs more than three pounds.