When I was a kid, my parents had a 900-pound television on top of a TV tray. My dad's theory was, 'Let him pull it over his head a few times, he'll learn.'

You might be a redneck if in an effort to watch your cholesterol, you eat Spam Lite.

You might be a redneck if your kids are going hungry tonight because you just had to have those Yosemite Sam mud flaps.

What I hated was doing what somebody in LA thought Jeff Foxworthy ought to do.

You might be a redneck if your dogs name is Miller Light

I'll just have itchy, watery eyes!

When I did the sitcom I was too naive. I thought, Well, they know what they're talking about, let's do that.