Being from Alabama, you'd think I'd listen to country music and wear overalls, but I don't. I don't really like country music (recently I was teased by my friend's husband for not knowing who Clint Black was) and the only denim I wear is jeans.

I try to be cultured and refined, like a southern belle, but lately, my redneck side is coming out full blast!

I was watching Blue Collar TV the other night and I was snorting and chuckling until I cried. There was this one skit where a man is in his casket and the mourners are saying how lifelike he looks, like he was sleeping. One of them says, No, he doesn't look like he's sleeping and then proceeds to switch the corpse's clothes. The camera then show the deceased wearing red boxer shorts, a sleeveless t-shirt, one hand holding a beer and the other one down his shorts!!!

The country humor is so good. You don't have to be from the south to enjoy their humor and you don't even have to make fun of how stupid those crazy southerners are...some of us will just do it for you. LOL