Short Rail
"that so, redneck?" she asked in a growl. "and who the fuck am i?" "well, uh," he raised his beer to sip it, but she took it from him and drained it in one gulp. he frowned. "you're that kahnso lady. the singer. ain'tcha?" "yeah," she replied.
9: "If you ain't got no Sauce, then you're lost. But you can also get lost in the Sauce."
And the make-shift redneck halter top that says "g.a.g.g.a." on the front. if phalia wasn't...looking at what she was looking at, she'd be furious with that grasshopper whore. for running her down. for jumping on her.
Chapter 3: BDSM Elfs From Space
One hand on the hip like a pissed redneck chick. "oh hell naw! what kinda yee-yee, tractor plow bitch gon' get learnt tuh-day!! dats fuh damn shaw!!" tweenk's brow raised in confusion for a minute.
A Big Tip
It was nice to see a real man for a change, instead of frat boys in beamers bought with their parent's money, stuck-up assholes, or rednecks in jacked trucks. "good," he said.
Bad Timing
Josh recognized the voice of one of the guys; it belonged to a large redneck hick who had been cruising up and down the block in his pickup truck earlier that night harassing everybody he could see.
Served Coldly (M/M) (pt. 7 of "Under The Devil's Eye")
That meant loners like the morose black hank were mouth-breathing blue collar grunts who took auto-shop and wore shitty redneck clothing. years passed and hank had forged his bird of prey nickname.
Tonight, Tonight, Tonight
Tough sports players, though, threatened to beat me up and the wangster and redneck kids tried to recruit me to their camp, but gave up when i wouldn't even make eye contact with them.
August In October
I never really trusted large crowds of drunken rednecks anyways. upon standing i nearly fell back down again.
Chapter 3: Into The Unkown
Now the drunken redneck had revenge on his mind. pulling himself forward on top of the struggling teen, he pinned danny to the ground with his weight. when dale had fully overpowered his victim, he sat up with danny between his legs.
Menagerie a Trois
In this time, one of their friends, brad the texan jayhawk resplendent in burly red feathery arms, cap and flannel shirt with all the stereotypical look of a redneck but with the wit to completely backhand you out of the window, came in with his textbooks
“More Then Meets The Eye” (A Story Where Fur-haters get what they deserve)
Goddamn rednecks!" the fur-hating duo affectionately known to josh and andrew as "troll and thug," are two brothers who live just six housed down the block from them.
SY 10 - Halloween Cheer
The cashiers and salespeople were all dressed in costumes sporting the latest looks from batman to redneck hillbillies, witches to trollops.