Now do the same to the effete elite
She was pretty cool. Had a barber chair in the main room of her trailer.
“Honey, you shake and I’ll rattle, we’ll roll on down the line
We’re gonna forget all about the battle
It’s gonna feel so fine
‘Cause he’s the missing link, the kitchen sink
Eleven on a scale of ten
Honey, let me introduce you to my redneck friend”
- Jackson Browne
I’ve read through this whole thread and found the responses disgusting. I hope you keep posting your humor threads and don’t get discouraged by the jackass that started the criticism. Apparently they came on here just to stir up crap.
This is your best post EVER!
Imagine my shock when I read this?
In kindergarten, when the teacher asked me where I lived, I could recite the address without skipping a beat, even though my mother changed addresses frequently, for reasons I never understood as a child. Still, I always distinguished "my address" from "my home." My address was where I spent most of my time with my mother and sister, wherever that might be. But my home never changed: my great-grandmother's house, in the holler, in Jackson, Kentucky.I made the mistake of attempting to attend college at Lee's Junior College, Jackson, KY. I should have known the game was afoot when I saw the forty-four magnum bullet holes in a steel outside door of the male dorm. The story was that it was done by the locals that hated outsiders, or it might have been that the single campus security guard, Dexter Turner, got drunk one night and was just being himself. One day I was taking my laundry to the local Washeteria and on thevery busy raised concrete sidewalk downtown, (if you could call one single street downtown) I saw a mother with three little children hand-in-hand in a row. What made it a surreal experience was the long barreled revolver in a tooled leather holster on her hip, tied down low in quickdraw fashion. In another instance, my sister's boyfriend driving an old Chrysler convertible was rammed a few times by a local in a pickup truck until he pulled over and was then pistol whipped for the fun of counting coup on a "dirty hippy."
Reading this from J. D. Vance ranks right up there with reading a few months ago that vaunted Governor Ron DeSantis taught for a year at a very small private boys school in Rome. GA where I grew up.
These odd little shades of degrees of separation amplify for me the certainties of my path through God's creation.
= if you’ve ever had to climb a water tower with a bucket of paint to defend your sister’s honor...
- if you named your son Dale, Jr. and your name’s not Dale. .
- if you ever mowed the grass and found a car
- If a cousin was born with more than 10 fingers and you said “Bubba is gonna be good at math”
- If you work all day with your shirt off, and so does your husband...
- If your front porch collapses and kills more than 3 dogs
- If your wife has ever said: ‘Honey, Come move this transmission so I can take a bath’
- if the curtains in your truck are more valuable than the ones in your house...
- If your idea of a 7 course meal is a bucket of KFC and a sixpack
8) Your wife’s hairdo was once ruined by a ceiling fan.
(Thank you!)
One of the things that continually happens in the ‘comedy entertainment’ world is this open ridicule of another regional lifestyle/culture. It’s perfectly okay to stand up in, say NYC, and blast it out to the supposedly-sophisticated urban audience. It’s de rigueur. It’s funny, right? Try the same jokes about New Yorkers while standing up on stage in NYC. Try making similar jokes about the ghetto/barrio.......
To me, it’s one thing to laugh at yourselves as a culture; it’s another thing to be laughed at and stereotyped by peoples who don’t realize they live in glass houses of their own.
We sort of qualify for 13 because we have an extra fridge outside on the patio.
As for #14, if your kid was born on a pool table, you get extra admiration if that same kid was conceived on that SAME pool table!
How odd I see the same people in east Los Angeles the others are gang members.
Swing and a miss. While we are at it can you keep all the liberal fags from moving down south?
Rednecks are not stupid. Nothing on this list is close to reality. You need better friends that don’t spam your inbox. You need better manners than to post your spam on here.
Redneck jokes never get old. Not to long ago, we all laughed at posts like this!