A redneck’s ode to his mother

 


Like most rednecks, I tend to get a little sentimental on Mother’s Day.

Why shouldn’t I get a little choked up, after all she set aside 18-odd years of her life to raise me. OK, check that, 51-odd years and counting. She’s apparently not fi...



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