You might be a redneck if….

You need one more hole punched in your card to get a freebie at the House of
Tattoos.
You have flowers planted in a bathroom fixture in your front yard.
Ya can’t get married to your sweetheart ’cause there’s a law against it.
You dated one of your parents’ current spouses in high school.
You think loading the dishwasher means getting your wife drunk.
Your toilet paper has page numbers on it.

The Hired Help

An old man and women owned a farm. The old man died and the woman couldn’t
handle the farm by herself so she was going to hire someone to help her. The
only job applicants were the town drunk and a new guy in town, who was gay. So
she chose the gay guy; they worked together for a week or so and got the farm
back together.
The old woman was pleased with the work and worn out, so she decided to give
herself and her hired hand the night off. Both went out to dinner, she with her
friends and he with his. But when the old woman got home, he wasn’t there. When
he finally came in, she told him, �I’m your boss so you have to do what I tell
you.�

The gay guy said, �Okay.�

So she said, �Take my shoes off,� so he did.

She said, �Take my stockings off,� so he did.

Then she said, �Take my dress off,� and he did.

She said, �Take my bra off,� so he did.

Then she said, �Take my panties off,� so he did.

Finally, she said, �You leave this house wearing my clothes one more time and
you’re fired.�

Johnny Fuckhauer

n the first day of third grade, Miss Torch took roll. “My name is Johnny Fuckhauer,” said one boy. “I won’t tolerate such language in my class”, Miss Torch fumed.”Tell me your real name.” “That is my real name,” Johnny insisted.”You can ask my brother over in the fourth grade.” The determined teacher marched across the hall.”Do you have a Fuckhauer in here?” Miss Torch asked the class.”Hell no,” a bold lad retorted.”We don’t even get a cookie break!”