Whippin’ through the TV dial on a Saturday, and I stumble across “Redneck Weddings” on CMT. This show is like the proverbial trainwreck: you don’t want to watch but once you start you can’t take your eyes off it.
The groom, after mattress surfing behind a four-wheel ATV, and the wife, after mud wrestling in her wedding dress (no, I’m not kidding) get together at the end of the night for a little smoochy smooch, and he utters this gem:
“Let’s go home and constipate this marriage.”
Awesome. Oh, btw, they were from Florida. No shock there.
4 responses so far ↓
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vonster
// Feb 7, 2008 at 1:43 pm
Some your former listeners, eh?
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BJ Stone
// Feb 7, 2008 at 7:32 pm
“Some your former listeners, eh?”
Actually, with grammar like that, it sounds more like you. Nice one.
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vonster
// Feb 8, 2008 at 12:05 pm
Sorry. I was laughing so hard…..
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Redneck Computer Geek
// Jun 2, 2008 at 4:25 pm
Git R Done!
True story – My wife and I pulled off the highway near Quantico, VA and pulled into a McDonald’s for dinner. The sun was setting, and it was actually a very colorful sunset. Lots of cool streaky clouds and colors and such.
I remarked to my wife and we pointed and paused looking at the sunset.
This bug burly guy gets off his Harley, sees us, looks at the sunset and says:
“Shore is purdy, ain’t it.”
That’s all he said, then he walked in Mickey D’s.
We still whip that line out every once in a while, in the thickest southern drawl we can muster (my wife is from Richmond), and if we see a nice sunset we just say, “Shore is purdy, ain’t it?”
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