Yes, We Actually Are Rednecks.

Yes we are. I've always said that I was two beers away from being a redneck, which means give me two beers and I'll be howling for a band to play "Freebird" and holding up someone's lighter if they do. I'm also not immune to mud bogging, SEC Football, and setting fire to things in my yard just for the sheer thrill of burning a big pile of yard debris and such.


However the Teenager and his friends don't actually need beer to bring out their inner rednecks as the above picture shows. Yes, they do have a friend tied to the golf cart and are surfing him around our yard.

This was right before they almost surfed him into a tree. That would have hurt like hell. In every group of friends there is always the one that the accident or crazy incident happens to; he's that friend in their group. Going back to the post, "G.I. Jew And The Devil Puppies Get Some", this is the friend that got caught the night they were captured during a maneuver at our local watering hole. He just got off of a two month long restriction, so the Puppies were happy to have him back.

There he goes for another spin around the house after that near painful collision.

Life may move slow down here, but it is never dull. And yes, I do keep a well stocked first aid cabinet at all times.