Sunday, April 08, 2007
My Apologies!
It's a shame that we have been so remiss in keeping this blog up. We have no excuses. There is definitely not a shortage of Redneckish stuff to post......We must do better!!!!!
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
Saturday, August 12, 2006
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Friday, July 07, 2006
Walmart Greeter
The perfect Wal-Mart Greeter
A very loud, unattractive, mean-acting woman walks into WalMart with her two kids in tow, screaming obscenities at them all the way through the entrance.
The WalMart Greeter says, "Good morning and welcome to Walmart, nice children you've got there - are they twins?"
The ugly woman stops screaming long enough to say, "Hell no they ain't, the oldest one, he's 9 and the younger one, she's 7. Why the hell would you think they're twins?........ Do you really think they look alike?"
"No", replies the greeter, "I just couldn't believe you got laid twice!"
A very loud, unattractive, mean-acting woman walks into WalMart with her two kids in tow, screaming obscenities at them all the way through the entrance.
The WalMart Greeter says, "Good morning and welcome to Walmart, nice children you've got there - are they twins?"
The ugly woman stops screaming long enough to say, "Hell no they ain't, the oldest one, he's 9 and the younger one, she's 7. Why the hell would you think they're twins?........ Do you really think they look alike?"
"No", replies the greeter, "I just couldn't believe you got laid twice!"
Sunday, June 04, 2006
Friday, June 02, 2006
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Thursday, April 27, 2006
Thursday, April 20, 2006
Road Block

One day, two rednecks named Bubba and Earl were driving down the road, drinking a couple of Buds.
The passenger, Bubba, said "Lookey thar up ahead Earl, it's a po-leece roadblock!
We're gonna get busted fer drinkin' these here beers!"
"Don't worry Bubba," Earl said.
"We'll just pull over and finish drinkin' these beers, peel off the label and stick it on our foreheads, then throw the bottles under the seat."
"What fer?" asked Bubba.
"Just let me do the talkin', okay?" said Earl.
They finished their beers, threw the empty bottles under the seat and slapped the labels on their foreheads.
When they reached the roadblock, the sheriff said, "Have you boys been drinking?"
"No sir," said Earl, "we're on the patch."
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
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