redneck teaches you a tik tok dance and you fall in love

my feelings for you

I must be dreamin'...

Bill, thay ...err town rednek was right here in my room, Making a tik tok with me! Oh, how all them southern girls wanna be me. His gorgeous tanned complexion, his beautiful golden brown eyes... The way he talked with his lisp causing him to spit everywhere... Boy, I was head over heals! I loved the way he wore his camo t-shirts from Home Hardware, it matched with his 5-year-old urine-stained worn jeans, along with a matching camo baseball cap form Bass Pro Shop. 

"Now listen 'ere honeybuns, let me show y'all how it's done" He instructed, placing my shattered iPhone S6 on my freshly painted window sill. He set up the front-facing camera and the timer before running back besides me. When the 10-second timer was done, he started showing me how to do the renegade. "Woah, clap, figure 8, wave, backwards clap, wait, punch, snap renegade renegade renegade hands overhead up up up punch dab oooh waaa wa ah ah ah boom boom boom boom." He instructed in sync with the song. When the song was finally over, he ran over to pick up the phone and watch the preview. "Well, goo'ness gracious sweetcheeks ya done ayy real darn good job," he blushed, "Ay didn't know y'all could dance so darn good."

"Y-You mighty think so, Bill?" I turned as red as a tomato, I can't believe Bill thought I could dance good... "Yup real darn good sweetheart. The othuurr gerls don't done got half y'all's talent," Bill reassured, moving a lock of my hair behind my ear. "Thanks, bill, ay mighty appreciate y'all's support," I smile, fixing his camo cap. "Whel, sweetcheeks, ay'll be on my way then. Ay gotta go hunting ayn' a-drinkin' beer with my pals," he shook my hand respectfully. "Be ayy darn good gerl faw me okay ayn' don't go outside. Understood?" He asked sternly.

"Yes Bill, I done did