Rednecks Don’t Need Spell Check

(I’m not sure why, but this post gets the most views of anything I’ve written.  Apparently, rednecks are polarizing.)

“No one has anythang agenst rednecks” Chris from Independence High

 

(I used to run a website where I made fun of people who posted stupid shit on Facebook.  This was one of my posts about rednecks.)

One group of people who always help me feel intelligent is “Rednecks.”

I absolutely love the fact that they jack off on their bibles, wear camouflage, hate all non-white people, hate northerners for no reason, use the word nigger, hate gay people, fuck their sisters/cousins/aunts/uncles, go mudding, hunt anything with a pulse and bitch and complain all the time about Hispanics taking their jobs.

Rednecks are the best.  Society always needs a continuous stream of racist, sister fuckers with non-chlorinated gene pools to keep the white race alive.  Sometimes, I am so proud to be white (sarcasm).

Please do not get confused between “Rednecks” and “Country People”.   There are actually many good country folk out there and those are not the people I am speaking about here.

But, for the love of God, Allah, Buddha and Krishna, WHY CAN’T REDNECKS USE SPELL CHECK???  I just do not get it.  The following posts are from Redneck Groups on Facebook.  Just read and enjoy.   And remember, this is real; I could not make this shit up. Continue reading

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The Best Racist Rant Ever (Do the Right Thing)

Do the Right Thing, best racist rant ever

I don’t care what race you are. This is brilliant, thanks Spike Lee.

Racism; A White Boy’s Perspective

As real as it gets, enjoy:

Cracker, nigger, spic, wet-back, slant-eye, porch-monkey, honky, etc., you get the picture. I think it’s time that we all, no matter what ethnicity we are, laugh racism directly in its face. I am as white as a white person can be.

My Scottish-Irish skin doesn’t tan, I have tons of freckles, a red goatee, I can’t run fast, I dance poorly and I grew up in a good neighborhood. But does that mean I don’t understand racism? No, it doesn’t.

Background: My mother was raised in south Georgia, my father was raised in Florida. I grew up in Bradenton, Florida which is on the west coast between Tampa and Sarasota. Florida is a diverse state, so as a child I was exposed to many different types of people. I was fortunate to grow up around whites, blacks, Hispanics, Greeks, Italians and other groups of people.

By the way, I am not going to refer to black people as African-American. I think that’s ridiculous. I have no problem with people taking pride in their heritage, but I’m not going to run around calling myself a Euro-American because I’m not from Europe, my ancestors were. I think you get my point.

My mother grew up racist and terrified of black people. I refer to her as a “silent-racist” because she will never be racist to anyone’s face, but she will lock the doors in her car the second she sees a black person walking near her. While my dad didn’t grow up racist, he’s full on now because he watches Fox News to often. Continue reading