I have a story that would confirm that I am a redneck if there ever was one. Once when my wife and I had taken my mom to the local mall when my mom introduced me to a woman who used to be her hairdreser. The lady had a dip of old fashioned snuff in. She had to put her spit cup down in Sears to shake my hand.
You might be a redneck if your mom's hair dresser dips snuff. Will be hard for anyone to top that.
You might be a redneck if your mom's hair dresser dips snuff. Will be hard for anyone to top that.
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