I live by my own rules (reviewed, revised, and approved by my wife).. but still my own.

I live by my own rules (reviewed, revised, and approved by my wife).. but still my own.

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.

You can't spell squirrel without si, and that's me.

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

Everybody when they saw it, they said, "Did Willie Nelson sign your hat?" I'd say, "No, that'd be Willie Knucklehead - Robertson, OK?" We were at an event for the fans and I took my hat off and set it down on the couch, and he signed it. I said, "What are you doing, idiot?" He said, "Look, I was in the zone, and you just happened to put your hat in my zone."

Hey, dont hate the player, hate the team.