Well this is the biggest crock of crap I've ever heard. I'm from Texas, I'm a redneck, and it works more like this:
1) Screw Zeuss and the horse he rode in on!
2) Ma & Pa feel real honored when you get the hell
out of Dodge after your 18th birthday, or there
abouts.
3) The BS limit of a story is proportional to the
amount of beer consumed.
4) Sundays are for screwing, drinking, or hunting,
and not necessarily in that order.
5) See commandment #1.
6) Opportunity only knocks once.
7) Get your ass off my property or I'll blow it
off!
8) Oh yea? try and make me you belly crawlin' varmint!
9) No such thing as theivin', just those stupid enough
to get caught.
10) I'll give you back your chainsaw when you give me
back my lawnmower.
Now that's a Texas redneck!
