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.'

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

You might be a redneck if Santa Claus refuses to let your kids sit in his lap.

You might be a redneck if more than one living relative is named after a Southern Civil War general.

You might be a redneck if your boat has not left the driveway in 15 years.

Children that play outside develop better problem solving skills and have a stronger ability to work within a group.

You might be a redneck if your wife keeps a can of Vienna sausage in her purse.