Raced lawn tractors
Lawn tractor wheelie competition while holding a beer
Modified tractors for wheelies and racing
Lawn tractor mudd bogging
Drove a lawn tractor to a party in the woods
Squirrel hunting
Hung out in barn drinking and turning wrenches
Chased cows for fun
List goes on and on.
I live in Mass.
2007-08-03 14:54:50
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answered by Garfield 5
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It's hard for me to say because pretty much everything I did growing up was either "hick", "redneck", or just plain country.
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I've ridden a sheep.
I've been to pasture-parties. (A bunch of high schoolers sitting around on the tailgates of pickups in the middle of a field or pasture, drinking alcohol, & burning pallets for a bonfire.
I regularly attended the demo-derby in my younger days (grade school through high school).
When I was little, my sister and I had to get "tick checks" before we came in from playing outside.
Instead of going to the cellar when there's a tornado warning, I go outside and look for it. (When I had a crappier car, I would go storm chasing. Now I avoid it because I don't want my car to get hailed on though.)
I've taken the brain & eyeballs of a dead lamb for "show & tell" when I was in grade school.
I've slept in a horse stall during the county fair.
We didn't have a trampoline when I was a little kid, so I would go out by the barn and jump up and down on curved pieces of roofing tin.
I learned how to shoot a rifle (.22) when I was about 6 or 7 years old.
We mowed the weeds during the summer, not the grass. (We didn't have any grass!)
I can start a manual transmission out in almost any gear because that's what we had to do with our grain trucks. It took a good 5 minutes to find *a* gear, so once you found it, you went with it!
2007-08-03 15:12:46
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answered by abbyful 7
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I moved from Northern Virginia, the Metro area, to Florence, South Carolina. I was orginally from Spokane WA and my Dad was in the Military so I moved my whole life. I guess I am now a "redneck" and I have to say I have loved every minute of it. People are real here and very down to earth. Life is slower and there is no road rage.
2007-08-03 14:51:37
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answered by Anonymous
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Somebody tagged the bumper on my brand new pickup truck and I stopped 2 lanes of rush hour traffic on the Gulf freeway in Houston.
I got out and beat the moron to a pulp and left him laying on the side of the highway, bleeding before the cops got there.
It doesn't get any more redneck than that !
2007-08-03 14:58:40
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answered by Eveready 5
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Having grown up In Broad Channel: New York City's only certified redneck neighborhood I did a lot of redneck stuff when I was younger. Attending a funeral in sneakers and jeans while driving a pick up was just one
2007-08-03 15:05:58
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answered by Thomas G 6
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I sat on a couch, that was on a trailer, hooked up to the car still, smoking cheap cigars, in front of my aunts house, in a good neighborhood for 2 hours waiting for her to get home, while the neighbors drove past and stared
2007-08-03 14:53:59
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answered by jim 5
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Rode on the back of a motorcycle with someone who was drunk and a redneck. We went over seven miles, across a bridge and survived. Afterward, I still wanted to date this guy even though he could have killed us or someone else and I didn't flinch. Today I am ashamed of that.
2007-08-03 14:55:03
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answered by Lizbiz 5
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I do something REDNECK every day. That is an accepted way of life where I live, you know, just like living and breathing.
The weeds for grass in the back yard are 6' tall.
2007-08-03 14:55:30
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answered by kriend 7
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Every thing I do is redneckish. My lawn chairs double as living room furniture and I mowed the lawn and found that old car I thought got impounded!
2007-08-03 14:53:39
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answered by Ink Corporate 7
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Lived in a tent trailer in my mom's backyard for 6 weeks after my wedding.
2007-08-03 14:52:52
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answered by Kimberly S 2
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