Also, not long ago I hit a deer. Couldn't avoid doing so. Never had happened to me before. When I told my family and friends about the ordeal they all responded with concern. When I told the congregation they belly laughed and said, "Welcome. You're one of us now!"
A member recently sent me this email:
You know you are in a redneck church if the choir robes were donated by (and embroidered with the logo from) Billy Bob's Bar-b-que.
You know you are in a redneck church when instead of using a bell to signal the beginning of worship a duck call is used.
You know you are in a redneck church if the Communion Wine is Boones Farm "Tickled Pink"!
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