Redneck Capital

No sooner had I posted the comment about the one eyed man being king, but the Bunny sent the following missive about visiting the self-proclaimed redneck capital of the US. Apparently no irony was intended. I am still working on uploading his pics to the site. Just as well I work in IT, or it might take a while.

Bish.
Forgot the photo of the steak. 1160
Photo 1079 is of us on the bridge of stones, think I may have sent this one already
1090, obviously I have the hump about something, and have decided to turn my back on the entire fucking lot of them. Think this was a town called baster springs, probably lunch break.
In texan, the place is so fucking flat that you spend your time admiring the articulated vehicles, but you are also shitting yourself, because the damn thing travel around 80-90mph, and the cross wind is intimidating to say the least, it is a real ring puckering experience.

After Amarillo, we stopped in a town called Las Vegas, new mexico for fule, because the range on these is between 120-140 miles. It was only after we had fueled up and were about to leave that our guide told us that he would not normally stop in Las Vegas NM, unless he had a gun. Nice !!!

Look at the feet on the guy in picture 1100, he was apparently the inspiration for Mater backward driving in Cars. Freaky huh.

1178, town called Erick, and hosts in stripey dungarees, completely barking fucking mad. They are called Harvey and Annabells, and they moved to Erick in 1986 and actually call their place the Redneck capital of america.