Yes, when I look at the dirty hick clown on television, the first thing I think in my mind is "Gee, I envy him." I think that like anyone, I would gladly parade around on television like a sellout idiot dressed in a chicken suit in front of a car lot, for nothing but money. We all know money is the key to happiness...just ask Philip Seymour Hoffman. I wonder if Mr. Hoffman made more than that filthy, inbred freak show on Duck Dynasty?<quoted text>
your envy is on display again.
he is a grandpa, and has kids over every single day.
you are just mad he would use you as gator bait.
Finally, why would anyone be mad about an old hick coming at them, when someone like me could grab him by his spindly arm and crack his whole brittle body like a bull whip? They'd be finding that old mans teeth over yonder in the holler' if he ever tried to make "gator bait" out of me. Just like what I would do to any spindly mouth boy scarecrow trying to step up to me in the real world. Go write that on your retarded forehead.