I are a redneck

[Angie]

I pulled a motor using my wifey's roof racks.... pics on this forum section heehee

 

[Shran]

lol... as requested

- I have female friends that chew copenhagen long cut

- Busch Light is my favorite

- I got my first real hammer and nails at 3 years old

- Me and a buddy used to get drunk and roll tractor tires down a big hill by his house

- Greasy fingerprints on your sandwich never hurt anyone

- I have roped and branded cows and calves

- I got attacked by my rooster, "whitey" when I was little. I won

- I have gone tree tipping

 

[LittleBigFoot]

I guess I'll chime in.

Even though I'm opposed to the term red-neck. Where I come from, people like me are reffered to as "Mountain Folk."

1) I have no doors on my truck. Rather then pull the wire clip, I just hacked them with a hedge clipper. Hell, I can solder them in the winter.

2) I have received countless visits from the local PD over my Ranger, 93 ZJ, 79 Bronco, 73 Yamaha DT360, camp fires taller then the houses in the burbs, cheifin a bowl in the neighbors front yard, and 4 other domestic disturbances.

3) The waste management guys know I drink PBR.

4) I use a power steering box to hold the gate open

5) I have a micro brew under a confederate flag. 5 cycles of 5 gallon brews. To hell with paying for beer. But yet I still buy PBR between brews.

6) I've had a VIP membership to a liquorstore since I was 16. I get cash back rewards.

7) I consider art to be a Jim Beam bottle full of cigarette butts. Or a flower made of cigarette filters.

8) I've received letters from the HOA telling me, "I'm personally responsible for the decline in property value"

9) I've had to call a ride for my buddy cause my bed, and entire cab, were so full of beer boxes he couldn't fit.

10) I have wrestled a Cayman Croc. with a beer in my left hand.

11) A 16 foot bermeese python crawled into my buddy's fire place. We couldn't get it out by pulling with out cutting it up on the metal trim. So we had a beer, and decided to turn the fire place on. It came right the hell out.

12) There's a keg in the bed of my truck, along with two fishing poles, two cressent wrenches, and a bottle of Segrims in the tool box for those times i get stuck. And a few blocks of wood for tire chocks for the times my truck doesn't like to stay in park.

13) I know the sound of old bushings squeaking from truck bed sex.

14) I use trash bags as seat covers when there's standing rain water on my seat.

15) My center concile is an ammo box bolted inbetween the seats. I broke the first one having sex on it behind the discount movie theaters.

16) I loose a quart of power steering fluid in 3 days.

17) I had trouble counting to 17.

18) I've offered a cop a beer after he caught me braking my center concile. See number 15.

19) I'm not a fan of making beer-o-mids. I stack kegs.

20) I yell "ball sack" at kids while driving past them. But only if they look like they really diserve it.

21) I've ducktaped a sled to a skate board and rode it down the biggest hill in town.

22) I dropped a truck on my head and talked trucks with the paramedic on the way to the ER. He drives a ranger too. Morphine makes me social.

23) I've competed to see who could drink a 55oz blender of beer the fastest. 3min 31 seconds. It's like eating 5 loafs of bread.

24) I've got more random tires in my back yard then the number of tires on all the currently driven cars in my family.

25) I've lit my crotch on fire welding and used my beer to put it out.

 

[wrecking-crew]

- I have gone tree tipping

i go tree tipping with my dads rhino.

umm.......by me, having an old truck project or lifting your truck is considered redneck(i live in a burb of million+ $ houses) and most of the kids around me have all new cars sports car mostly...... very very expensive sports cars for some(one kid at my school had a 231(i think)sc 5spd bright green saleen stang he couldnt even drive and didnt like it so his dad got a heep srt8 for him.....they dont even have to pay their parents back)
i hate living by rich people

 

[willied]

20) I yell "ball sack" at kids while driving past them. But only if they look like they really diserve it.

Thanks for the idea.

 

[Frank The Tank]

I have dropped a bent wire..... and 4 beers down the cooler core of an annhydrous applicator. (leave them more than 3 passes and they freeze)

I know you cannot fit a full 18 pack and ice into a 5 gallon bucket (15's my record)

I think it's fun to hold a lighter to ticks till they explode.

I don't mind to drive a mack truck but prefer International 10 speeds.

Frank

 

[odie1969]

I know you cannot fit a full 18 pack and ice into a 5 gallon bucket (15's my record)

Frank

ya you can just take the beer out of the cans.

 

[jeffro184]

8) I've received letters from the HOA telling me, "I'm personally responsible for the decline in property value"

ROTFLMFAO that is awesome haha

 

[Boggin]

- I got attacked by my rooster, "whitey" when I was little. I won

 

[Blueranger99]

i are a redneck too. one time i put a heineken mini keg on the passenger seat in my ranger and put the seatbelt around it.

 

[inuyasha2875]

i are redneck i don't have a chainsaw and we went camping so i used my b2 to break logs

 

[Blueranger99]

almost forgot, i put the ac on in my ranger in the winter time to keep my beer cold. and one time i was driving through town with my cousin on the way to go night fishin, he was drinkin a beer and threw the empty can in the back of a pickip that was driving next to us. another time i was huntin rabbits with my dad and cousin and my dog wouldnt go into a patch of brush, so i picked him up and threw him into the middle of it.

 

[Potatoflinger]

I are a redneck because I built a squirrel launcher and I launch squirrels across my backyard into the neighbors yard.

 

[RDR]

I guess I'll chime in.

Even though I'm opposed to the term red-neck. Where I come from, people like me are reffered to as "Mountain Folk."

1) I have no doors on my truck. Rather then pull the wire clip, I just hacked them with a hedge clipper. Hell, I can solder them in the winter.

2) I have received countless visits from the local PD over my Ranger, 93 ZJ, 79 Bronco, 73 Yamaha DT360, camp fires taller then the houses in the burbs, cheifin a bowl in the neighbors front yard, and 4 other domestic disturbances.

3) The waste management guys know I drink PBR.

4) I use a power steering box to hold the gate open

5) I have a micro brew under a confederate flag. 5 cycles of 5 gallon brews. To hell with paying for beer. But yet I still buy PBR between brews.

6) I've had a VIP membership to a liquorstore since I was 16. I get cash back rewards.

7) I consider art to be a Jim Beam bottle full of cigarette butts. Or a flower made of cigarette filters.

8) I've received letters from the HOA telling me, "I'm personally responsible for the decline in property value"

9) I've had to call a ride for my buddy cause my bed, and entire cab, were so full of beer boxes he couldn't fit.

10) I have wrestled a Cayman Croc. with a beer in my left hand.

11) A 16 foot bermeese python crawled into my buddy's fire place. We couldn't get it out by pulling with out cutting it up on the metal trim. So we had a beer, and decided to turn the fire place on. It came right the hell out.

12) There's a keg in the bed of my truck, along with two fishing poles, two cressent wrenches, and a bottle of Segrims in the tool box for those times i get stuck. And a few blocks of wood for tire chocks for the times my truck doesn't like to stay in park.

13) I know the sound of old bushings squeaking from truck bed sex.

14) I use trash bags as seat covers when there's standing rain water on my seat.

15) My center concile is an ammo box bolted inbetween the seats. I broke the first one having sex on it behind the discount movie theaters.

16) I loose a quart of power steering fluid in 3 days.

17) I had trouble counting to 17.

18) I've offered a cop a beer after he caught me braking my center concile. See number 15.

19) I'm not a fan of making beer-o-mids. I stack kegs.

20) I yell "ball sack" at kids while driving past them. But only if they look like they really diserve it.

21) I've ducktaped a sled to a skate board and rode it down the biggest hill in town.

22) I dropped a truck on my head and talked trucks with the paramedic on the way to the ER. He drives a ranger too. Morphine makes me social.

23) I've competed to see who could drink a 55oz blender of beer the fastest. 3min 31 seconds. It's like eating 5 loafs of bread.

24) I've got more random tires in my back yard then the number of tires on all the currently driven cars in my family.

25) I've lit my crotch on fire welding and used my beer to put it out.

...lol your the man!!

 

[Boggin]

I guess I'll chime in.

Even though I'm opposed to the term red-neck. Where I come from, people like me are reffered to as "Mountain Folk."

1) I have no doors on my truck. Rather then pull the wire clip, I just hacked them with a hedge clipper. Hell, I can solder them in the winter.

2) I have received countless visits from the local PD over my Ranger, 93 ZJ, 79 Bronco, 73 Yamaha DT360, camp fires taller then the houses in the burbs, cheifin a bowl in the neighbors front yard, and 4 other domestic disturbances.

3) The waste management guys know I drink PBR.

4) I use a power steering box to hold the gate open

5) I have a micro brew under a confederate flag. 5 cycles of 5 gallon brews. To hell with paying for beer. But yet I still buy PBR between brews.

6) I've had a VIP membership to a liquorstore since I was 16. I get cash back rewards.

7) I consider art to be a Jim Beam bottle full of cigarette butts. Or a flower made of cigarette filters.

8) I've received letters from the HOA telling me, "I'm personally responsible for the decline in property value"

9) I've had to call a ride for my buddy cause my bed, and entire cab, were so full of beer boxes he couldn't fit.

10) I have wrestled a Cayman Croc. with a beer in my left hand.

11) A 16 foot bermeese python crawled into my buddy's fire place. We couldn't get it out by pulling with out cutting it up on the metal trim. So we had a beer, and decided to turn the fire place on. It came right the hell out.

12) There's a keg in the bed of my truck, along with two fishing poles, two cressent wrenches, and a bottle of Segrims in the tool box for those times i get stuck. And a few blocks of wood for tire chocks for the times my truck doesn't like to stay in park.

13) I know the sound of old bushings squeaking from truck bed sex.

14) I use trash bags as seat covers when there's standing rain water on my seat.

15) My center concile is an ammo box bolted inbetween the seats. I broke the first one having sex on it behind the discount movie theaters.

16) I loose a quart of power steering fluid in 3 days.

17) I had trouble counting to 17.

18) I've offered a cop a beer after he caught me braking my center concile. See number 15.

19) I'm not a fan of making beer-o-mids. I stack kegs.

20) I yell "ball sack" at kids while driving past them. But only if they look like they really diserve it.

21) I've ducktaped a sled to a skate board and rode it down the biggest hill in town.

22) I dropped a truck on my head and talked trucks with the paramedic on the way to the ER. He drives a ranger too. Morphine makes me social.

23) I've competed to see who could drink a 55oz blender of beer the fastest. 3min 31 seconds. It's like eating 5 loafs of bread.

24) I've got more random tires in my back yard then the number of tires on all the currently driven cars in my family.

25) I've lit my crotch on fire welding and used my beer to put it out.

you are my hero