A Quote by Jeff Foxworthy

You might be a redneck if your 'huntin dog' cost more than the truck you drive him around in. — © Jeff Foxworthy
You might be a redneck if your 'huntin dog' cost more than the truck you drive him around in.
You might be a redneck if there are more than ten lawsuits currently pending against your dog.
You may be a redneck if... you have spent more on your pickup truck than on your education.
You might be a redneck if your favorite hunting dog has a bigger tombstone than your grandfather.
You might be a redneck if the antenna on your truck is a danger to low flying airplanes.
You might be a redneck if your house doesn't have curtains, but your truck does.
You might be a redneck if getting a package from your post office requires a full tank of gas in the truck.
You might be a redneck if... the blue book value of your truck goes up and down depending on how much gas it has in it.
You might be a redneck if there is a sheet hanging in your closet and a gun rack hanging in your truck.
You might be a redneck if your dog can't watch you eat without gagging.
You might be a redneck if the dog catcher calls for a backup unit when he visits your house.
Well, a good ole boy is somebody that rides around in a pick-up truck - which I do - and drinks beer and puts 'em in a litter bag. A redneck's one that rides around in a truck and drinks beer and throws 'em out the window.
If you have more fish on your wall than pictures, you might be a redneck.
You might be a redneck if...your belt buckle weighs more than three pounds.
I was kind of a little redneck growing up, living on a farm, and running around in the country. I developed hillbilly tendencies, but I wanted to listen to something a little more meaningful than "Redneck Woman" or whatever.
When I was 16, I used to drive huge loads of laundry in a three ton truck. I would turn round at night to drive back and see the band in a place north of Toronto called Dunn's Pavilion. I would drive that truck all day and they drive back and all the way until one day I wrecked the truck. I fell asleep and wrecked it. I was OK and so was my helper. I called my dad and the first words out of his mouth were, "are you OK?" I was really lucky I had a kind father.
If you're afraid they might discover your redneck past, there are a hundred ways to cover your redneck past.
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