Still Christmas shopping for that special redneck in your life? Well, nothing says “I love you” like a gun rack under the mattress and a shotgun within reach as you sleep:

That reminds me of a redneck Christmas carol I learned as a kid and sing to our children now: “Jingle bells, shotgun shells, Santa Claus is dead. Tried to steal my teddy bear, so I shot him in the head.”

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!