Manipulate me, oh yeah, come on
You are a Certified
Redneck!
Really, now, how is it possible? You have a mullet, a dog named Skoal, and a belt buckle that rivals the size of a dinner plate and has a scene of a hunter shooting a deer on it. Roadkill is your gormet, and you can't understand why no one finds your shack as comforting as you do, with it's drafty rooms and 30-year-old used cheap motel mattress.
Seek help immediately!
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