my redneck boyfriend says it all the time
Call me closed-minded but... it is hard to reconcile, in my mind, "digging Achewood" and "dating a redneck".
Perhaps I only knew the most virulent strain of redneck in my youth, getting drunk on Coors Light and crashing ATVs into gravestones, getting drunk on Coors Light and screaming homophobic curses at people who aren't there, getting drunk on Coors Light and making things smell like Coors Light... and so on.
Perhaps there are rednecks who just sort of wear dusty denim and maybe mention NASCAR too often and other than that are Fine People. I am open to this idea. I just... haven't met them.
Where I grew up, we had the real Amish about 15 miles east of us. Not the cute tourist Amish who, like, run tours and sell butter and whatnot. Filthy paranoiacs who beat their women in public and allow their property to serve as safe havens for meth labs. Disgusting hateful shoeless freaks.
Whenever anyone would spend some time where I came from, they would always be surprised that there are other kinds of Amish who aren't... people in cute little costumes with cute little accents who make ice cream. There are Terrible Amish.
Perhaps it is the same way with rednecks. Perhaps I need to meet and befriend some Tourist Rednecks.
No offense to your guy, Rumjay, if you are dating him, he is probably rad.
But the disconnect is vast.