The new year is almost here, and so ends a four (five?) year tradition.
Nobody got me a “You Might Be a Redneck If…” calendar this year.
To tell you the truth: I’m pretty much okay with that. My mom got me a “Far Side” calendar and I have been sensing a distinct lack of Larsonesque zaniness in my life lately.
Here are a few of the redneck dailies which you missed while I was on vacation in Florida:
You might be a redneck if…
- …your wedding buffet included hush puppies.
- …your favorite restaurant also sells propane.
- …you don’t think reading should be a requirement for high school graduation.
- …you’ve ever written a check for less than a dollar.
