"What is the last thing a Redneck says before they die?"

"Here hold my beer, and watch this!"

Thats what i thought of after reading that, i think he was trying to impress his son! While i was growing up in IL, on a farm, with ACRES of land we had Corn, and Soybeans, we would walk the feilds in groups and pull weeds out of the Soy feilds. It sucked but everyone in the family did it. Every once and a while we would come across a Rattlesnack or a Cottonmouth and we never shot them, or at them. we simplely walked around them and picked the spot later.