This weekend, my redneck neighbor was sunbathing in her backyard. I would like to thank her for her modesty. She pulled her car into the backyard and had it parked where it would obstruct my view. If she looked anything like the model to the left then I would have been pissed. But as she does not resemble this woman in any way, shape, form, or fashion, I was appreciative of her kindness.
Last week she started an exercise regime and died her hair blonde. It won't be long before the courting rituals begin. There is no better cure for the Summertime blues than the sight of Redneck Courtship.
I can almost picture in my mind the line of potential replacements to the mullet man pulling up next door in their pick up trucks. The love ballads of Conway Twitty filling the air. The breaking out of brand name beer. Men walking to her door with their hair slicked back wearing their cleanest tee shirts and their best overalls. Men bearing gifts such as flowers or hunks of meat.
Love is truly in the air.