I was in my tighty-whities and I never woke up, and I ran over a mile.

Hey can mean anything. It can mean yes, it can mean maybe, it could mean no, it could mean next week. Hey, the bottom line is you have to understand me to understand hey.

I don’t know any redneck that’s not into fun. That’s their middle name: Red-Fun-Neck.

Fred Astaire’s got nothing on me.

I'm like a fine-tuned race car. You've got to make frequent pit stops when you drink as much tea as I do.

My father, OK, when we first got old enough to hunt, this was his rule: If you shoot it, you come home and eat it. Otherwise you do not shoot it, OK? You don't just kill something for the sake of killing it, OK? If you kill it, you gotta grill it, so to speak.

First it's pretty tires. Next it's pretty guns. Then the next thing you know, you're shaving your beard and wearing capri pants.