Encyclopedia of Humor

An old hillbilly and his wife had never been more than 7 miles from their home in the East Tennesse Smokies. One day the man said to his wife, “Honey, you know we’re not getting any younger and I sure would like to take a vacation and stay in one of those fancy hotels in the city before I die.”

That sounded good to her so they started scrimping and saving. Four years later they had enough for them and their never-married adult son to go and spend 5 nights in a very posh hotel in the big city. They all piled into the man’s old pickup and headed out.

When they got to the hotel the man said to his wife, “Mama, you just wait in the truck. Junior and I will go in and be sure this is the right place.”

When they stepped into the lobby they both thought they had died and gone to heaven. There were indoor streams and water fountains, polished marble and gleaming brass everywhere. But the most amazing thing of all was the elevators. They stood there and watched the lights flash, the doors open and close and people getting on and off.

A stooped over little lady who was 90 if she was a day approached the elevators and pushed the “Up” arrow. The door opened and she got on. The door closed. The lights above the door flashed. They flashed some more and the door opened. The most stunning 24-year-old, green-eyed blonde you’ve ever seen stepped off and went into the lounge. The son looked at his dad.

The dad looked at his son for just a second and then said, “Son, go git yer Ma.”

There was a reporter from the city stuck in a small mountainous town in W.Va. He decided to use the time by getting a good story to submit to his boss. He saw an old man sitting outside a local store and went over to begin the interview.

“Sir, I am writing a story about people in this area and would like to include an interesting story from you. Is there any particular story that you would like to share?”

The old hillbilly smiled to himself as he thought back on a time. “Well, thar was the time I lost my sheep. We gathered up a bunch of the boys, got some moonshine in us and went off after it. When we found the sheep, we all took turns screwing it….my, that was fun!”

The reporter couldn’t write a story about that so he asked for another.

“Well, when my neighbor’s wife got lost, we all gathered up and got drunk and went out to look for her. We had a good time taking turns with her when we found her, too. Damn that was a lot of fun!”

The reporter was frustrated. “Sir, I can’t submit a story like that. Maybe you oughta tell me about a not so fun time you had.”

“Well,” the hillbilly said as he fidgited in his chair, he looked up at the reporter with a pained expression, “thar was that time “I” got lost…”

Q: How many rednecks does it take to eat a possum?

A: Three. One to eat it and two to watch for cars.

What does Ford stand for?

Found On Rednecks Driveway!

You might be a redneck when you say ho-down and your girlfriend hits the ground.