(I’m reposting this because rednecks crack me up)
Billy Bob: Hey Skeeter
Billy Bob: We gonna get some fried wolf knuckles for lunch?
Skeeter: Nah, how bouts some fried mayonnaise balls, dipped in some Ranch
Billy Bob: Hells yeah
Skeeter: Fried mayo balls reminds me of that time I gave my love muscle to that girl with the fine turd cutter.
Billy Bob: You mean that chick down by the lake last summer??
Skeeter: No dumbass, that girl we met at the swap meet down by the dollar store, ‘member I traded her my Dale Jr. jacket for some shotgun shells??
Billy Bob: Oh yeah, I think so
Skeeter: Then we went out back behind the port-o-let and I fucked her mouth real hard. ‘Member, you were taking pictures and tossing the mayo balls into my mouth while I partied all on her gums?
Billy Bob: Oh shit! I ‘member that, you were rocking her teeth like ACDC. Wasn’t her name Claire?
Skeeter: Yep, Claire. She had the softest cock gums and her ass was fine like a Dusty Rhodes elbow.
Billy Bob: But isn’t Claire your sister??
Skeeter: Shut the fuck up.