Why be Normal?

I haven’t been focusing too much on rednecks lately, although I’ve been seeing my share of them.  I still love rednecks and can’t seem to stay away from ridiculous redneck humor.

 I don’t know what your average redneck gives for Christmas.  Maybe wind chimes made from beer cans?   A fish in a toilet bowl?

A visit yesterday to a very cheap, somewhat seedy flea market reminded me of how much rednecks really do exist.  The abundance of cheap junk available at this flea market was overwhelming.  I don’t need a $3 leather belt or $1.50 sunglasses.  I’ll pass.

Here’s my newest find:  The Redneck Christmas Tree

Redneck babysitter

Redneck Moron

Redneck NASCAR fans

Redneck Pets

Redneck Taxi

Redneck Spoiler

Redneck Car Air-Conditioner

Redneck Fishing Boat

Redneck Moving Van

Redneck Fire Alarm

A good friend came over yesterday and helped us out by replacing an old toilet that was in one of our bathrooms. 

Isn’t this exciting?

No, not really, but I thought it was funny that the toilet was sitting on our front lawn for hours.  I’m sure the neighbors were horrified that we’d leave it there.

I think it would make a great planter.  It has great drainage, a large bowl and I’m sure there are some fertilizing elements still lurking within.

I need a new hobby.  I’m actually writing about the toilet that was replaced this weekend.  What a crappy post, but I’m kind of loo-ny.  I should have flushed this idea out of my mind before I wrote it.

Why be normal?

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