Rednecks to my left
The smell of Busch beer lingering on their collective breath.
The back pockets of their too fucking tight jeans have a white circular imprint from years of use storing cans of Skoal.
Hey, it's always there in a pinch! It's cancer you can suck on!
One of them is wearing a cheap net cap that says "Keep on Truckin'."
Another good ole boy has on a sleeveless t-shirt with a confederate flag and the slogan "You wear your X and I'll wear mine."
This ain't quite my scene, but I'm not leavin' yet. I'm waitin' for the picture to be perfect, for the painting to be complete.
C'mon Billy Bob, say it! You've been watching the band all night, waiting for the right time to spit out the words. Seize the moment. The time is now, Billy Bob. Be a hero. Say it before someone beats you to it!
"Hey! Play some Skynyrd man!"
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