Redneck Reflections

I know that I promised to watch Earl later this week, but there might be a scheduling conflict. I'll eee-ther/eye-ther be downtown at the biannual Brussels Flower Carpet, or I'll be hauling A cruising the Autobahn to BFE Bavaria. So, here's my tribute to the Redneck. You know, just so y'all don't think I'm all world class, uppity European posh, tres chic & culturally well rounded. At least not totally.

These two "jokes" always make me laugh & are my all-time Foxworthy favorites. Even though I have absolutely no personal experience whatsoever, I'm still amused.

You might be a Redneck if . . .

• you've ever been too drunk to fish.
• your mother doesn't remove the Marlboro from her lips before telling the State Trooper to kiss her ass.

And, these are my real-life favorites. Didn't happen to me personally, but I was present & absolutely freakin' amazed when the event went down.

HausFrau thinks you might be a Redneck if . . .

• You attended your BFF's family reunion & landed a husband.
• You have ever tried to glue a dental crown back on with Elmer's school glue.
• You wore Walmart brand high-top tennis shoes under your wedding gown.
• The Baptist Church posted handwritten signs reminding your wedding party to "Please remove hats inside the sanctuary."
• You frequently wait out Tornado Warnings at the casino.

No, I am not naming names. At least for now. But you either know who you are or have a darn good idea who I might be referencing.

This one of my favorite King of the Hill episodes. Bobby decides that Wichita Falls, Texas, is the greatest place ever.

For all of you who have strong ties to north central Texas, enjoy! For those of you who don't, this is why HausFrau needs a heck of a lot little Jose C when traveling that way . . . visiting all my close relatives and some of the greatest friends ever!