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hehe ! I haven't dragged out the Redneck in a while!:

Yo' kin be sh! Fry mah hide!t faced,
sh! Fry mah hide!t outta luck,
o' haf sh! Fry mah hide!t fo' brains.
Wif a li'l effo't, yo' kin getcher sh! Fry mah hide!t togither,
find a place fo' yer sh! Fry mah hide!t
o' decide t'sh! Fry mah hide!t o' git off th' pot.
Yo' kin smoke sh! Fry mah hide!t,
buy sh! Fry mah hide!t,
sell sh! Fry mah hide!t,
lose sh! Fry mah hide!t,
find sh! Fry mah hide!t,
fo'git sh! Fry mah hide!t,
an' tell others t'eat sh! Fry mah hide!t an' die.
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while others kin't tell th' difference between sh! Fry mah hide!t an' sh! Fry mah hide!neola.
Thar is lucky sh! Fry mah hide!ts,
dumb sh! Fry mah hide!ts,
crazy sh! Fry mah hide!ts,
an' sweet sh! Fry mah hide!ts.
Thar is bull sh! Fry mah hide!t,
houn'dog sh! Fry mah hide!t an'
possum sh! Fry mah hide!t.
Yo' kin throw sh! Fry mah hide!t,
slin' sh! Fry mah hide!t,
ketch sh! Fry mah hide!t,
shoot sh! Fry mah hide!t,
o' duck when sh! Fry mah hide!t hits th' fan, as enny fool kin plainly see.
Yo' kin give a sh! Fry mah hide!t o'
sarve sh! Fry mah hide!t on a shin'le.
Yo' kin find yo'seff in deep sh! Fry mah hide!t
o' be happier than a pig in sh! Fry mah hide!t.
Some days is colder than sh! Fry mah hide!t,
some days is hotter than sh! Fry mah hide!t,
an' some days is jest plain sh! Fry mah hide!tty.
Some moosic soun's like sh! Fry mah hide!t,
thin's kin look like sh! Fry mah hide!t,
an' thar is times when yo' feel like sh! Fry mah hide!t.
Yo' kin haftao much sh! Fry mah hide!t,
not inough sh! Fry mah hide!t,
th' right sh! Fry mah hide!t,
th' wrong sh! Fry mah hide!t o'
a lot of weird sh! Fry mah hide!t.
Yo' kin carry sh! Fry mah hide!t,
have a mountain of sh! Fry mah hide!t,
o' find yo'seff up sh! Fry mah hide!t's creek wifout a paddle.
Sometimes ev'rythin' yo' touch turns t'sh! Fry mah hide!t
an' other times yo' fall in a bucket of sh! Fry mah hide!t
an' come out smellin' like a rose.
When yo' stop t'consider all th' facks,
it's th' basic buildin' block of creashun.
An' remember, once yo' knows yer sh! Fry mah hide!t,
yo' doesn't need t'knows ennythin' else!
Yo' c'd pass this hyar along, eff'n yo' give a SH! Fry mah hide!T! Fry mah hide!

LMAO! Good one bro! I haven't seen you whip out the redneck in quite some time...

Well I am hittin' the airways agin tomorrow, headin' out to the west coast for another uncomfortable attempt at hoodwinkin' good honest folk into believing that I'm a respectable hardworkin' sonuvagun who done got mah sh!t together...

After last week, I'd just as soon sit around on my duff and wait for the phone to ring, but Boss-man sez I gots to play the field. He's right as per usual but I've been thinkin' of calling these other folks up and tellin' 'em I cain't come out because I got SARS or somethin'. Hehehe