White Trash Test and Other Things

So, I found this and I had to do it: The White-Trash test. Since Taela often refers to people from this town as "hillbilly, redneck, whitetrash" (albeit usually only said after about an hour or so in the company of certain people). Anyway, since, I am, as much as I might want to deny it, a Castleton girl and because I acutally identify with the Gretchen Wilson song "Redneck Woman" (though more for people I know than myself, really), I figured I should at least see the test and see how badly I do.

I was actually pretty pleased with the results:

I am 23% White Trash.

I, my friend, have class. I am so not white trash. . I am more than likely Democrat, and my place is neat, and there is a good chance I may never drink wine from a box.

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So, only a little bit white-trashy. That's always good to know. Though, as I was doing the test, I couldn't help realize how some of the not so flattery questions aptly applied to a few of the people around here. So, maybe Taela wasn't completely off-base with her comments (even if it was mean).

I mean I know somebody who had a mullet recently and was proud of it. Which, I am actually embarrassed to admit. There were a few other questions that rang a few bells, but, oh, well, at least the people around here are really nice, that counts for a lot in my books. Besides, this is where I'm from and these are the people I grew up. There's no point in being ashamed of that--or of my roots. So, Castleton's not the classiest place on Earth, it's home.

Still, I'm glad I don't count as white trash (by that test anyway), though my neck might be just a little bit red and that note I'll leave you with the lyrics to "Redneck Woman"...

Redneck Woman
By Gretchen Wilson

Well, I ain't never been the Barbie doll type
No, I can't swig that sweet Champagne, I'd rather drink beer all night
In a tavern or in a honky tonk or on a four-wheel drive tailgate
I've got posters on my wall of Skynyrd, Kid and Strait
Some people look down on me, but I don't give a rip
I'll stand barefooted in my own front yard with a baby on my hip

'Cause I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say, 'hey ya'll' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Charlie Daniels song
So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me,
Hell Yeah

Victoria's Secret, well their stuff's real nice
But I can buy the same damn thing on a Wal-Mart shelf half price
And still look sexy, just as sexy as those models on TV
I don't need no designer tag to make my man want me
Well, you might think I'm trashy, a little too hardcore
But in my neck of the woods I'm just the girl next door

I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every Tanya Tucker song
So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me,
Hell Yeah

I'm a redneck woman
I ain't no high class broad
I'm just a product of my raising
I say, 'hey y'all' and 'yee-haw'
And I keep my Christmas lights on
On my front porch all year long
And I know all the words to every ol' Bocephus song
So here's to all my sisters out there keeping it country
Let me get a big 'hell yeah' from the redneck girls like me,
Hell Yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah
I said hell yeah!