One thing I like about the redneck is I can drag him anywhere and everywhere and he enjoys himself more than I do.   But the best part is that the redneck is spontaneous and will try anything I ask him to try-- like, eating foods totally foreign to him, or go to some place he's not familiar with.  Here he is trying to blow the shofar at the synagogue we visited yesterday.

He was so happy we found Fuddruckers burger after 15 minutes of driving around. Ok, so now I found a new subject for when I'm not talking about me, myself or I. Don't worry, I promise this is the last one about the redneck---because  I can't be eclipsed by anyone else, right?