Just how redneck ARE you?

I accept that challenge. When and where?

I use a hammer handle for dispatch. I build for a living so an Estwing is usually handy:)

Well, like the thread title, when and wear is any day; just pull up in the yard and start drinking. There is always a cooler full of beer on the back of any truck in the yard.

And I ain't getting squirrel blood on my Estwings; those are my Sunday hammers.

I had the police called on me for quote "We got a few calls that somebody was riding around on a mower randomly firing a pistol all over the yard for the past hour or so..."
I was shooting carpenter bees with 22 rat shot.
 
Well, like the thread title, when and wear is any day; just pull up in the yard and start drinking. There is always a cooler full of beer on the back of any truck in the yard.

And I ain't getting squirrel blood on my Estwings; those are my Sunday hammers.

I had the police called on me for quote "We got a few calls that somebody was riding around on a mower randomly firing a pistol all over the yard for the past hour or so..."
I was shooting carpenter bees with 22 rat shot.
I use to shoot "bee skeet" too. I stopped because the carpenter bees are good for the garden.
 
I have no cred to speak of in this department, but unlike the turtle, I am allowed to pass onto ThrillHill turf greeted by smiles and meals instead of bullets.
Don't test that by going after one of the turkeys.
 
I truly love my southern country heritage and my family has redneck leanings. I don’t know if I can really claim to be a redneck since I live in Raleigh and have a PE. I am the city slicker of the family. My great Aunt told me stories about having a pet skunk and we are from the hills of Wilkes County.

I am definitely “that neighbor” though. I was in my garage, defleshing a deer skull that I had killed last deer season, when I noticed a bunch of my neighbors hanging out across the street. I walked out to the edge of the garage and said hey. They said come hang out. So I walked over with a knife and a halfway defleshed deer skull. Yeah, I got a bunch of weird looks and a “what are you doing?” Or two.... hahaha
Howdy from one PE to another...

sometimes I feel like the PE is not for Professional Engineer, but rather Peon Extraordinaire... you, however, may fall into the Purty Entertainin category...
 
The rednecks. Hmm.
In my travels I've found the true Webster's Dictionary Redneck is a product of the midwest.
Every area of the country has it's stereotypical seedy element. California has the punks and the ganger wannabe's. In the middle you got the 'cowboys'. The south has the hillbillies.
But as far as redneck, the midwest is unmatched. Dudes that live the lifestyle unconditionally, and rule #1 is drink. Drink everything, mostly beer, all the time..every event is accompanied by alcohol. It's the first consideration in preparation for anything you do.
Rule #2 is fight. Fight all the damn time. Always end up somewhere that has a good chance of getting in a fight.
And stupid fights too. No matter how peaceful the event, they will somehow find a way to start a fight.
 
ometimes I feel like the PE is not for Professional Engineer, but rather Peon Extraordinaire... you, however, may fall into the Purty Entertainin category...
Or, my favorite: Your Royal PE-ness. (say it out loud)
 
I was moved to tears of joy to discover while visiting with Bill & his lovely family, that okra pickles weren't just a midwestern country thing.

I had never had those. I still think of those! Had a little kick to them.



I was born in the city in CA. But luckily, my dad was a country boy from Bama. We moved from the city to N. Idaho as a youngster and it was heaven for me.
Also spent a lot of time in the Gold country of CA. So I guess i am a mixed country/slicker.

But I the older I get the more distaste I have for the urban areas and its inhabitants and I've always preferred the people and activities of the country.

I know a girl who moved from NC to Oakland. We were talking and she said "I found my people here". And, I guess I feel the same way, having moved the other direction! Never going back. I get anxiety just thinking about it, lol.
 
I make Okra pickles. They are awesome and what else are you going to do with a veggie that puts out more than a porn star on ecstasy?
 
...But I the older I get the more distaste I have for the urban areas and its inhabitants and I've always preferred the people and activities of the country.

I know a girl who moved from NC to Oakland. We were talking and she said "I found my people here". And, I guess I feel the same way, having moved the other direction! Never going back. I get anxiety just thinking about it, lol.

This. I grew up on a farm in Kansas & we just called ourselves country folk. Joined the Army & after almost 5 years straight in Germany, got orders for Bragg & boy howdy, was I pissed. What I didn't realize at the time was that there ain't a frog hair's worth of difference between country folk & rednecks. Turns out those country roots ran deeper & stronger than I knew & learned very quickly that I had found both my people & my home here.
 
I like okra pickles, but I like fried okra too. I have to order fried okra whenever I see it on a greasy spoon's veggie board.
 
There's a guy in Midland who lives on the corner on a not-so-nice part of town. Evidently he's had trouble with people going in his buildings etc, so a prominent 4x8 plywood sign proclaims
something along the lines of "We don't call 911. Trespassers will be shot on sight, survivors will be shot again". I get a laugh about it every time I ride by.
 
I've got about zero redneck credentials. Had a cousin that was pretty rednecky. He had a prize pig at the fair one year. He built his fishing cabin on the lake out of the trees that were there. Another side of the family was in the dairy farming biz, but I have pretty much always be a suburbanite. Mostly because that's where Dad's job was, and not that is where my wife and kids want to be. If I was flying solo I'd have a small cabin in the woods somewhere and spend my weekends fishing and shooting. Maybe someday...
 
how Redneck?
1. got a burn barrel in the backyard.
2. my wife and i have four cars. the 2012 is the baby.
3. we have never done anything on Facebook on purpose.
 
For years as a kid I ate creek chubs, and crawfish cooked over a fire with a side of boiled yard onions. I've smoked and chewed a literal ton of rabbit tobacco, and I've sold a mint worth of catalpa worms and hellgrammites.
Most here prob don't know what rabbit tobacco is. Lol
 
Yeah.

Uh what is it?

I know what creasy greens and May pops are. Does that count?
It's pretty common around here. It's actually an herb that is supposed to help breathing ailments. My grandma told me about it and how they used to smoke it as a kid. 20180518_224444.png
 
I have no cred to speak of in this department, but unlike the turtle, I am allowed to pass onto ThrillHill turf greeted by smiles and meals instead of bullets.

So far. But you still have time to mess that up.
 
So far. But you still have time to mess that up.
My wife and kids think I'm a redneck because I keep buying used Mustangs.
As for thrillhill's, I find that showing up with adult beverages can cover a multitude of trangressions there.
 
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I’m not sure... The transplanted NY jewess next door thinks I’m about as red as NC has to offer because she sees me swapping out my tumbler in between cleaning guns after range day. But I don’t hunt, chew, dip, drink, go to church, drive a truck listen to country music or fight about much of anything. I don’t believe I’ve earned the title.
 
Most here prob don't know what rabbit tobacco is. Lol
My buddy David would come and visit me out on the farm. Mom would tell us that she didn't want us out there smoking corn silk.
Actually, we'd never really thought about it until she mentioned it. So we quickly figured out how to make corn cob pipes with a boy scout knife, and proceed to stuff corn silk in them and puff out.
Gawd that stuff was nasty! Choke and gag...but since we weren't supposed to be doing it that's what we did.
 
If you know Hank Jr.'s "Country Boy Can Survive" and sing along when you hear it played.

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David Allen Coe, man. DAC!!!!!! I like Jr. but it's a different class of redneck that can sing DAC. lol
 
I feel like a Red Neck when I remember my family and the values we came from, God, family, love of your country, and if it need be to give up your life to protect our home and keep it safe.

I walk through my hallway with old photos of family, people with trucks,people in uniforms, weddings,funerals, even a few on horse back. This is my family and where I come from.

I am proud of being a Red Neck.
God Bless you all.
 
I'm from the Blue Ridge Mountains in southwestern Virginia. What is called redneck is just a way of life there. Good people that you would want on your side when things turn ugly.
 
I'm from the Blue Ridge Mountains in southwestern Virginia. What is called redneck is just a way of life there. Good people that you would want on your side when things turn ugly.

Damn straight! Taliban, Peshmerga, Turks, Kurds, VC, Hmong, Nepalese... They are formidable in conflict...

But they are not on the same level as a SWVA mountain boy...
 
I'm from the Blue Ridge Mountains in southwestern Virginia. What is called redneck is just a way of life there. Good people that you would want on your side when things turn ugly.
Damn straight! Taliban, Peshmerga, Turks, Kurds, VC, Hmong, Nepalese... They are formidable in conflict...

But they are not on the same level as a SWVA mountain boy...


Can't like these two posts enough.
 
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