Down south, Bubba called his attorney and asked, "Is it true they's suin' them cigarette companies fer causin' people to git cancer?"
Yes, Bubba, sure is true," responded the lawyer.
And now someone is suin' them fast food restaurants fer makin' them fat an' cloggin' their arteries with all them burgers an' fries, is that true, Mista Lawyer?"
Sure is, Bubba."
And that lady sued McDonald's for millions when she was gave that hot coffee that she ordered?"
Yep."
And that football player sued that university when he gradiated and still couldn't read?"
That's right," said the lawyer. "But why are you asking?"
Well, I was thinkin' . . . Could you help me sue Budweiser fer all them ugly women I slept with?"

that is me !

Question: What do you call the sight of a plumber under the sink with his pants creeping down, exposing his crack?







Answer: Redneck Cleavage.

ran every one off again lol

yep ! but mine is hair ! lol

Needs a duct tape patch!

Rednecks Rule Because...



Dinner can always be found on the side of the road.
Their belt buckles are considered valid I.D.!
With a little corn and water they can distill enough moonshine to quench any dry town!
They can spit with absolute accuracy.
Nothing compares to the luxury and freedom of a mobile home.
Bluejeans and a flannel are always considered formal.
At least that rusty Pick-up's bought and paid for.
A mayonnaise jar doubles as a handy thermos.
A baseball cap is considered a fine substitute for combing your hair.
Tractor pulls and auto races serve as a fine meeting place for family reunions

aint it great to be a redneck

lmao, hey ?

hey I am a redneck and happy to be

My Brother came in today tryin to get my cable on so I could watch these redneck weddings. they had greased pig races & all kinds of crap..

I love watching htem redneck wedding there great lol

I am gonna try this



Rednecks Are Smart



"Hello, is this the FBI?"

"Yes. What do you want?"

"I'm calling to report about my neighbor Billy Bob Smith! He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood."

"Thank you very much for the call, sir."

The next day, the FBI agents descend on Billy Bob's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They swore at Billy Bob and left.

The phone rings at Billy Bob's house.

"Hey, Billy Bob! Did the FBI come?"

"Yeah!"

"Did they chop your firewood?"

"Yep."

"Merry Christmas Buddy."

yeah, that's a good one !

ok still doing the happy dance