Your reaction to this banjo-plucked tribute to Southern trash culture may just depend on whether you ever lived there -- or ever intend to. Maybe, with misty eyes, it'll make you want to pour BBQ sauce on your veggie burger and Google that mysterious kid in 8th grade whose mullet had such a vexing, singular appeal. Or maybe it'll make you throw up in your mouth and donate a quick $100 to the DNC. Hey, who are we to judge? (Thanks to reader Joe Rivera for the link.)
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