What can I say. I grew up in a small farm town middle of nowhere. Dad was a Farm Kid. On The Farm you do what it takes to make it work. I was working at 7 years old (“Laws” against it be damned and I’m happy for that. I was then, too.)
What is it about a rural “Get ‘er Done!” society? Well, first off, we do shit others just can’t do.
Here’s an example. Show me one pantie waste City Brat who has a clue WT? this here is all about. “Woman Down” in mud, and it is FUN for all of us:
Yeah. Red Necks out doing shit with some trucks. Why? Because we gotta know where’s the edge. Or just a little beyond it. They want me to sit at home and be in FEAR of some BUG that will give me SNIFFLES? OMG the stupid is strong in them. I want to be 45 degrees up a rock wall about to be turned into Mammal Soup in an overturn over a 2000 foot canyon drop just because it make me feel alive! and the stupid idiots think I’m going to be AFRAID of SNIFFLES?
Just OMG the Stupid Is Strong in them.
Oh, and BTW, nobody cares what the Hell you look like. Black, White, Asian, whatever. ALL that matters is “YOU got the juice?” Are you, too, an adrenaline junkie? Y’all come on in and hit the throttle.
How do I know? ‘Cause I been there and done that and one guy who was lauded was an Asian Guy who could ‘get it done… and my Black Buddy was dope on 2 wheels, more than me. I ADMIRED them both for what they had. Look at Pro Football and Basketball. A whole lot of white audience admiring black abilities (and making the athletes rich in the process)
Oh, and notice that the Red Neck Babes are also cool in the face of shit? It isn’t all a Guy Thing. Hell, that one woman who baled with her baby? BABY on a Rock Climb at Midnight? ONLY Then did she bale? Just OMG there’s something different about us…
We, the Red Necks of the world, seek out trouble, adversity, and the impossible FOR FUN. Think about it.