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this guy crawled out of the mud blindly begging someone to wipe his eyes--
i dodged him, i couldn't sacrifice my only clean exposed body part-- my right hand that went under my rain/mud gear to take photos
luckily someone took pity and gave him a good wipe.
2008 Redneck Games.
East Dublin, Georgia
I actually have no idea if this resembles a redneck in any way. Also, the grenade launcher thing is purely fictional and is not based off any real weapon.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=RZn9uNjVnek
Well, I ain't never been the Barbie doll type
No, I can't swig that sweet Champagne, I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk or on a four-wheel drive tailgate
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait
Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip
I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip
'Cause I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say, "hey ya'll" and "yee-haw"
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song
So here's to all my sisters
Out there keeping it country
Let me get a big "hell yeah"
From the redneck girls like me
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Victoria's Secret, well their stuff's real nice
Oh, but I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price
And still look sexy
Just as sexy as those models on TV
No, I don't need no designer tag
To make my man want me
You might think I'm trashy, a little too hardcore
But in my neck of the woods I'm just the girl next door
I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say, "hey y'all" and "yee-haw"
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song
So here's to all my sisters
Out there keeping it country
Let me get a big "hell yeah"
From the redneck girls like me
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
And I say, "hey y'all" and "yee-haw"
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song
So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country
Let me get a big "hell yeah"
From the redneck girls like me (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
Hell yeah (Hell yeah)
I said hell yeah
This is a redneck family portrait. This image was a full production with composite. over 20 individual images into the final piece.
This won some international photography awards and has been published in numerous international publications.
Loosly inspired by the movie "Joe Dirt"
As seen in a hospital parking lot. It reminds me of the joke: "What's a redneck's last words?" --- "Hey, watch this!"
Got the chance to try out the Photo Extremist tutorial with a group of photographers. Had a great time and got some great shots. I found the best settings (for me) were f8 - f4.5, ISO 200, with 30" exposure time. - these settings were thanks to my friend Evan the "Photo Extremist". Thanks for looking.
Was looking thru some old photos, came across this one.
Backstory: Walked into a latenight Restaurant, and this guy was standing there shirtless, sunburned and he smiled at me. He proceeded to talk with me. I pulled my camera up to take a shot of this interesting character, and he flipped me a bird, in jest really, not in anger. He laughed right after this. I think he suffers from mental illness.. or rather, is completely an Appalachian guy, perhaps.. lacking social graces.. not that flipping a bird isn't uncommon or anything...giggle.
4480 Indian Ripple Rd, Dayton, OH. This store opened on November 17, 1977, and is the next-to-the-last Kmart in the Dayton area. The store's closure was formally announced on April 6, 2017, with liquidation starting April 27th. The store will close for good in July.
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Jeff Foxworthy had joked that Chinet was regarded as redneck china... This, then, must be redneck crystal!
We saw this limo on our recent vacation in the Smokies. Taken near observation tower by Look Rock campground.
I had so much fun building my last scene that I decided to do something along the same lines. I may try and connect this one to the last one for some hardcore redneck apocalypse action!
Of course, we have plenty rednecks in Norway, most of them benign and fun loving. As far as I know politics are not involved - Finnskog Norway
Take a gander at a custom conversion of a former school bus. Such luxury!
Parked in a handicapped stall as well. Hmm, I wonder who built this? Certainly not a handicapped individual.
There is a great story that goes with this shot. First, I'm from Alabama, so I'm allowed to call people rednecks....I truly know what one is. Second, these boys called themselves rednecks....which leads me to the funny part of this story.
This is a place called Kinlock Falls in Bankhead National Forest. About a week or so before I took this shot, I had taken a group of 10 or so people over to the Sipsey and Bankhead for a photoshoot. We eventually made it back here to Kinlock, but it was too bright to do much shooting.
So when I got there this evening, kind of late, I found these three teenagers and two girls (not shown) sliding down this waterfall on little boogie board type things. It looked like a lot of fun.
They didn't mind me taking pictures of them having fun and eventually they all ended up standing on the ledge where I was shooting and then jumping off into the pool below.
I said to them, "If someone wants to give me an e-mail address, I'll send you copies of these photos." To which the one of the far left in this shot said, "E-mail? Man, we ain't go no computers....we're rednecks. This is what we do for fun out here. Shoot, we're lucky we got cell phones."
I laughed so hard at his comment. He was being funny and serious at the same time. They seemed like good kids.
The next part of the story is not so funny. After I left Kinlock, I decided to follow the road on back into the forest. I guess I had it in my mind that there would be a way out of the backside of the forest. There wasn't one that I could find.
So after driving around for 45 minutes in the dark, I retraced my route and when I left the dirt road and hit pavement, I was FLYING!
Well, I blew right past a state trooper was sitting on the side of the road. He pulled me over and asked what I was doing in that part of Bankhead at that time of night.
I showed him my camera and told him what I was doing. He proceded to tell me that the reason he was way back there in the middle of nowhere was because there was serious drug trafficking back there and it was very dangerous after dark.
I guess I have an honest face, because he just told me to stay out of the part of the forest at night and to slow down. No ticket, just a warning.
Good times. :-)