You might be a redneck if you dated your daddy's current wife in high school.
You might be a redneck if you work with a shirt off... and so does your husband.
You might be a redneck if you can amuse yourself for more than an hour with a fly swatter.
You know you're a redneck if your home has wheels and your car doesn't.
You might be a redneck if you've ever stood in line to get your picture taken with a freak of nature.
When you get to your third millionth frequent flyer mile, I think something snaps in your brain.