You might be a redneck…
Yeah, I was recently adopted by a sweet little female Pitbull. She had been mishandled, not well fed, and was not very trusting.
The other day she suddenly decided that if I feed her, rub her belly, and let her ride in the passenger seat, then she will love me. Unconditionally, excessively, and forever.
To make matters worse, I live in the country, on a dirt road. My neighbours ride four-wheelers at social gatherings in the front yard, and I’ve heard them say “I’m goin’ outside to blow some s**t up….” with a dip in their lip.
I can’t make this stuff up.
Deductive Reasoning, The Law of Syllogism;
People who live in the country and have Pitbulls are rednecks.
Chuck lives in the country and has a Pitbull.
Therefore, Chuck is a Redneck.
Roll Tide Roll.
“RTR” around here, for short.
Here’s a great article on the misunderstood breed.
Mine is sweet as cotton candy.