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Redneck Adventures

Redneck Adventures

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, May 29, 2014
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Crazy adventures. That’s the first thing that comes to my mind when I think about my family. My rude, loud, odd, mysterious, sarcastic, stubborn, short-tempered, adventurous, strange, humorous, and full-on crazy family. From breaking the law, climbing a 200 foot tower, having fishing competitions, hanging a pair of underwear on top of the Christmas tree, or even having a karaoke contest with the drunk guy across the lake from us on our family vacation, while we got entertained by a bug zapper; we always stuck together. Sure, we have our ups and downs, lefts and rights, but we have a center point, too: where we always find a way back to each other, no matter what. Hold on and buckle up. No, seriously. You can’t trust my families driving, so hold on for dear life and buckle the hell up. You’re about to encounter my families Redneck Adventures, and once you do, you can’t turn back. Trust me, I’ve tried, but it never worked. You cannot undo what you’ve already experienced; but I guess that’s a good thing. Brace yourself, things are about to get crazy.
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