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Now, I grew up in a pretty redneck town in Southern Ontario where guys I knew would go "stoner hunting" with pellet rifles, and I've lived in Edmonton for two years where the mullet has only just gone out of fashion, but I just saw the most redneck thing I have ever seen in my life. This guy's driving around in his pick up truck, and on the back window in big letters that fill the entire window it says:

I'D RATHER HAVE A SISTER IN A WHORE HOUSE
THAN A BROTHER THAT DRIVES A CHEVY

PIGS DISGUST ME!

I don't even know where to begin with this. The make of your truck is this important to you? Like, THIS IMPORTANT? And he's so fucking angry about it. The last bit there doesn't exactly make it sound like a joke. What the hell does this guy do on a Saturday night, wash his truck and clean his shotgun? Well I have to agree with his last sentiment. Pigs disgust me too.