Ummmm. White lightning’s makin’ a comeback! [cue: creepy banjo music]
Somewhere, Burt Reynolds smiles.
Somewhere else, Ned Beatty reflexively clenches his butt cheeks…
Ummmm. White lightning’s makin’ a comeback! [cue: creepy banjo music]
Somewhere, Burt Reynolds smiles.
Somewhere else, Ned Beatty reflexively clenches his butt cheeks…
I’m praying for a return to Prohibition. I live on the shore of Lake Ontario, and could found a dynasty on my bootlegging profits. Yeeehaw, eh.
I love moonshine (must be my West Virginia roots).
I have had some of the best moonshine ever produced, run through the finest radiator in Randolph County.
Hell, Jeff, it never <i>went</i> anywhere, people just can’t learn to keep their fucking mouths shut – unless, of course, they have a sock soaked in good ol’ Carolina moonshine stuffed in it.
I am scared of white lightening. cause it is spooking when the moon is out.
Just make sure you get indoors when you hear the pigs squealing- I mean <em>wolves howling! WOLVES howling!</em>
Hey, I am a red-blooded, 100% heterosexual, but the first time I saw “Deliverance,” when the “squeal like a pig” scene played, I kinda got a woodie. After 10,000 hours of therapy, my shrink informed me I am NOT gay–however, I AM sexually attracted to pigs. Which explains why all of my dates the last 20 years have had “slight” weight problems and like to roll around in the mud. I just thought I had crappy pickup lines.