It is the sound a guitar makes after six or seven generations of inbreeding.
Because when they hear "Hoe Down" they think their sister got shot.
Drink, Pray, Truck
You get your job and your wife back.
You get your job back, you get your wife back and you get your tractor back.
You get your wife, truck, and land back.
You get your wife back. Your house back. Your truck back. Your dog back...
He stays awake all night wondering if there's a Dog.
A subwoofer.
Hoe! Hoe! Hoe!
Hoe, hoe, hoe.
Take away the letter S.
Seven C's
Are you having a crisis?
Like going down on your sister. It tastes the same but something's not right.
Here in the U.S. we just ask them how many grams are in an ounce.
Urine-nation!
Because they sing hymns, not hers.
They both sang at the police.
Hit by a car.
