You might be a redneck if your pocketknife has ever been referred to as Exhibit A.

I've gotten to the point I won't even watch the 11 o'clock news. You just walk away from it thinking how bad everything is.

You might be a redneck if you celebrate Groundhog Day because you believe in it.

If most people wanted to be incognito, they put on a fake beard or mustache. If I wanted to I'd just shave mine off.

You might be a redneck if you entire family has ever sat around waiting for a call from the governor to spare a loved one.

You might be a redneck if you consider your license plate personalized because your dad made it in prison.

When you get to your third millionth frequent flyer mile, I think something snaps in your brain.