You'd Be A Redneck If...

(note: pictures are from over 50 feet away, there is some slight nudity and parents discretion is advised)

During last weekends trip to the Lake...we were lucky enough to have some very entertaining neighbors set up camp across from us. Things were kind of quiet the first day, but got extremely interesting as the weekend progressed.

On Saturday we were surprised to find, who we will call "Mr. Big" sport the saggy jeans and his farmers tan with the lack of shirt for most of the day. (gosh, you'd think it was above 90 degrees!) All afternoon Mr. Big spent 95% of it slamming back the beer and the other 5% zonked out. I personally witnessed many stumbling attempts at walking around the campsite. Which personally made me smile!!

(some body needs a bra!)

Now as Mr. Big relaxed and fuzzed out any brain functioning, his fellow camper who we will call "String Bean" worked and worked. He was dead set on having some ribs for dinner. He crawled up and down the side of the hill searching for fallen limbs to start his camp fire (which is illegal). Then he stripped the ribs, seasoned them and cooked them. At some point during this strenuous and tedious job String Bean was fed up with no help or even coherent conversation coming from his friend Mr. Big and even tried removing the dirty t-shirt that was covering his eyes for another drunken stupor.

After the naked twins licked their fingers clean of all the rib droppings they threw their ribs in the bushes behind them and sauntered over to the water spiket to clean up. This gave me my favorite picture of the day. The infamous "plumbers crack". This eye catching scene happened more then I'd like to admit. I even thought about shielding my children's eyes from such a deep crevice...

Please note: Mr Big did try to cover his lovely man boobs with his, I'm sure, very clean t-shirt. Obviously it wasn't long enough to hide the "Grand Canyon".

I personally would like to thank my fellow campers String Bean and Mr. Big for supply us with loads of photographic opportunities and side busting laughs as we discreetly watch their weekend unravel. The icing on the cake was that evening when their friends arrived and the Park Ranger drove by and noticed a 6ft long branch that they had dragged to their fire pit to supply them with wood for a night full of drunken conversation. The friends were thus kicked out of the park for the night and relieving us of a sleepless night. Although I still went to bed smiling...no FOX or CBS could come up with such great evening of entertainment! Thanks boys!