For the most part, I love living in the south. Sometimes, though, my fellow southerners seem determined to perpetuate the myth that everyone below the Mason Dixon Line is a character straight out of the Dukes of Hazzard. Yesterday we were at Subway, and a young girl of about 15 or 16 came in with her father (who may also be her uncle...you'll see) and she was wearing this t-shirt:
Just take a moment and study the image. There is so much redneck wrongness on this one shirt that it boggles the mind. Whose attention was this otherwise attractive young girl trying to attract with this stylish apparel? I'll just tell you one thing...even money says he has a pickup truck with a gun rack and no one has ever called him a metrosexual. ("Wha'd you call me, boy?")
Do not despair: You can purchase this fine shirt in your choice of 4 colors at Amazon. Order to early to prevent holiday disappointments.