This site is now the number one spot on Google for redneck knock-knock jokes. I have effectively cornered the market, and like Rupert Murdock, I plan to start charging for this valuable content in the near future.
Meanwhile, enjoy another before I go all George Lucas on y'all's sorry asses. Knock knock.
Who's thar?
Divorce.
(aw shit) Divorce who?
Divorce is an energy field that surrounds us and binds us together like one big ol' space opera.
The hits keep on coming, people using Google to search for more lame-ass Redneck Knock-Knock Jokes. Today is a special day in Redneckia, Says de Mayo Day, which means twofer-one beers and mayonnaise sandwiches down at The Red Bird Lounge. Enjoy.
Knock knock.
Who's thar?
Catcher.
Catcher who?
Catcher, bed her, and wed her - that's what my daddy always said.
You really do like them Redneck Knock-knock Jokes. They're currently the top generator of search engine hits to this sucky blog. So here's another one. And remember, dear people, redneck is a state of mind, not a geographical location.