Redneck

You might be a redneck if your wife yells, 'Come on, move this transmission so I can take a bath!'

Two rednecks are driving down the highway, drinking their beer, when flashing lights from a policeman appear in the driver's rear-view mirror. 'Don't worry!' says the driver to his friend, 'Just do exactly what I tell you and everything will work out perfectly. First, we'll peel the labels off our beer bottles and we'll each stick one on our forehead. Now shove all of the bottles under the front seat! And, let me do all the talking!'

They pull over to the side of the road and the cop walks up to the car. He shines his flashlight into the car and looks at the two drunks. 'Have you been drinking?' he asks them.

'Oh no Sir,' replies the driver.

'I noticed you weaving back and forth across the highway. Are you sure you haven't been drinking?' the cop asks.

'Oh, no sir,' the drunk answers. 'We haven't had a thing to drink tonight.'

'Well, I've got to ask you,' says the cop, 'What on earth are those things on your forehead?'

'That's easy, Officer,' says the drunk. 'You see, we're both alchoholics, and we're on the patch!'

You might be a redneck if you were conceived, born and taught on a pool table.

The scene was a tiny mountain village in a remote section of West Virginia. An old mountaineer and his young wife were getting a divorce in the local court, but custody of the children was a problem.

The mother jumped to her feet and protested to the judge that since she had brought the children into this world, she should retain custody of them.

The old mountaineer also wanted custody of the children.

The judge asked for his side of the story and, after a long moment of silence, the mountaineer slowly rose from his chair and said, "Judge, when I put a quarter in a candy machine and a candy bar comes out, does it belong to me or the machine?"