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REDNECK EMPLOYMENT AGENCY
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I traipsed to Redneck Country
While in search of fair employment,
Needing cash or other subsidy
To nurture my enjoyment.
One feller handed me a pad
With lots a questions on it,
And told me to come back
When I had made my marks upon it.
I couldn't understand em
And they nearly made me hot
When they said I had to tell em,
'bout how many kids I got,
And how old is my pick-up,
And do I wear odd shoes
And is the kinda beer I drink,
The same kind they would choose?
The rest wuz jist as silly,
So I reckoned then as how
That no matter how they begged me,
I'd not work for them nohow !!
The Redneck Employment Agency
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