League of Extraordinary Rednecks

I'm acclimated to a more dry heat. Temps in the 90's and 100's are not much of a problem for me. But I melt like butter on a sidewalk in humidity like they get down around San Antonio.

 

Absolutely. I adore dry heat. But you know a fellow is from a 'brag' state when his reply to that observation about San Antonio is an automatic, "San Antonio? Pfffft we down here in Houston WISH that our humidity levels were only San Antonio standard!" Or on the other hand that could just be me and the end result of having forgotten my hat once too often . . .

 

Nothing worse than realizing your wife has fallen asleep and you’ve spent the last 20 minutes watching Real Housewives by yourself.

*Chad Prather

 

I'm really disappointed that the thread title did not turn out to be the name of some kind of weird comic book movie.

 

A guy was driving down the highway with his smokin' hot blonde girlfriend and she said to him,
'I think those people in the car next to us are from another country.
'Why is that?' he said.
'Well, the kids are writing on the window and it says,
...'stit ruoy su wohs

 

So, what did I learn yesterday? I learned yesterday that leaving the bathroom door open and the toilet seat up, is not what she meant when she said "make sure the dogs have plenty of water before you go."

 

We start off with Donald Trump cleaning his gun on the portico of an old ante-bellum motel, then cut to a picture of Ted Cruz driving down a highway in his Hummer Convertible.....

 

Funny Thread.
Rednecks of the U.S. seem to be similar to Bavarian Hicks in Germany; often a bit rough, but good-natured.

 

not always:

 

Ringo, what do you suppose ever became of edro?

 

I have no idea, but coincidentally, he just popped up again over at that other place.

 

Oh, the conspiracy theories THAT will start LOL. Tell 'em he's me )

 

Looks like someone finally posted his bail, or his mama turned off the parental controls.

 

I'll be durned, I thought this thread was pushin' up daisies...

 

Things ringo get's slapped upside the head for.

Apparently leaving the toilet seat up is not what she meant when she said 'be sure the dogs have plenty of water"

 

Well for Gods sake never give yourself an enema, might loose your phone again!

 

I learned today that when cold calling a new prospective business as a possible customer, the one thing you don't ask is "Who runs this sh!thole?".

 

Reminds me...another thing ringo get's slapped upside the head for. Asking Mrs. T if going for our annual colonoscopy counts as date night.

 

I don't always get slapped upside the head. Now-a-days she just gives me that "I love you, but I don't like you look."

 

Back to the Beginning...

 

The League of Extraordinary Rednecks is BACK!!!

Behold, care of my fellow Southern brother FatBack down in Gator Country, a redneck cheval de frise:



This rusty version of an old medieval contraption is guaranteed to foil anyone who is fool enough to ram his pickup truck into it - KEEP OUT, JEFFBRO!!

 

A blast from the past (2014) - where art thou ringotuna?



And don't you forget it!!

 

A random redneck shooting range. The ground is littered with shotgun shells and brass and steel casings. Don't worry oh timid souls ..... It's out in the boonies

 

Whoa, that one's got a dirt berm. That's pretty fancy.

My redneck shooting range consists of a pine log propped upright with a paper target nailed to it. It's an exact replica of the Log Gun Nut Play Set™ that my Dad gave me when I was a kid....

 

Now, if I could just figure out how to get into my ride....