Recently, my redneck neighbors invited me to a party. Here was our conversation:
“Hey dude! Where are you man? We’re having a great party over here. Why don’t you come on over and join us?”
I replied, “Man, I’m not feeling so good. I think I’m gonna stay right here.”
“Well, hey. What’cha got?” they asked.
“I got a case of diarrhea,” I responded.
“Well heck, bring it along. These fools will drink anything!”