I was at a red neck bar visiting a friend in Kentucky. One guy had a shirt that on the front it said, "I have a guy in my family tree." And on the back it hand a pic of a house, a yard and a tree with a Black guy hanging by the neck. The guy was huge, wore a full beard and a cowboy hat, looked mean as fuck and had a shiny Smith and Wesson 6 inch model 686 on his belt. Another guy who looked like Brock Lesnar wore a shirt that on the front said, "I'm the man that's keeping you down"
I actually had a good time though my friend warned me that if they smell my Octoroon blood we were goners. But once they realized I was a gun loving, racist, homophobic, extreme right wing conservative that despised Clinton it was all good. Besides, I passed the test question: You have Clinton and Hussein (this was after the first Gulf War) within easy range and only two bullets. Who do you shoot first?
Answer: Clinton -- twice. Just to make sure he was dead.