Quiz... how hillbilly are you

7 out of 40. I'm definitely a city girl. Even though I only used an outhouse one time when we visited my great grandfather, I counted it. My uncle tried to teach me to drive using a stick but I was so bad at it a cop pulled us over and said "Let me see your learner's permit because I know you don't have a license!" :LOL: I never attempted to drive that little MG again, but I counted that too.
 

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I could have very well been a Hillbilly, but my parents moved from NC to FL when I was 8 years old. Here's what I have done. 13/40.

Owned a pellet/BB gun?
Driven a stick shift?
Shucked corn?
Waded barefoot in a creek?
Caught fireflies (lightening bugs) in a jar?
Picked wild blackberries?
Rode a horse?
Walked barefoot down a gravel or dirt road?
Slept in a tent?
Eaten homemade snow ice cream?
Been on a hay ride?
Jumped on a pile of raked leaves?
Eaten fried bologna?

No mention was made of rolling down a hill in an inner tube, eating fried Spam or having Supper rather than Dinner but I did these as well!
 
29 out of 40 and my stick shift experience was about five minutes in an MG, too.

I really didn't have to get any of the forty. I was born and raised in West Virginia, therefore I am a hillbilly.

I think we need a few more girl questions:
Have you ever canned your own applesauce, tomatoes, peaches, green beans anything?
Have you ever sewn anything on a treadle machine?
Have you ever braided a rug?
Did you ever make a chain from clover?
Did you ever have a boy put a frog down your back?
Did you ever walk across a swinging bridge while some boy jumped up and down on it?
Did you ever pick ticks off a dog?
 

Della said:
29 out of 40 and my stick shift experience was about five minutes in an MG, too.

I really didn't have to get any of the forty. I was born and raised in West Virginia, therefore I am a hillbilly.

I think we need a few more girl questions:
Have you ever canned your own applesauce, tomatoes, peaches, green beans anything?
Have you ever sewn anything on a treadle machine?
Have you ever braided a rug?
Did you ever make a chain from clover?
Did you ever have a boy put a frog down your back?
Did you ever walk across a swinging bridge while some boy jumped up and down on it?
Did you ever pick ticks off a dog?
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Yes, I was wondering about the boy-girl divide too. But I know WV women can hunt and stuff, so I didn't want to say anything.

Canned my own jam. Does that count?
Sewed nice things on a treadle machine.
Made a chain from clover (also daisies and other flowers).

You can have the ticks and frogs. Shudder. And why would I braid a rug when I can buy one at Walmart?

PS. We eat supper here; at least I do. I had a boss who called lunch dinner.
 
Gonna say 39

If being chased by a Tom turkey or headless rooster
can replace;
28. Been attacked by a rooster Attacked a rooster?


8. Gathered wild ginseng? Ginseng is for them rich folks.
Maybe......during wife and I's Scott and Helen Nearing's The Good Life daze
but saying not

I consider myself more renegade than Hillbilly

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But not a big matter



That list brings back lotsa memories
 
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I got 15/40, plus I braided a rug, and canned fruit/jams (peaches, quince, and grapes).
Traveling to Greece several times, to the island (in the 70s and 80s), I got exposed to quite a bit of "country-style" living -
-we used an outhouse (the houses didn't have bathrooms then)
-we picked all kinds of herbs off the mountain
-we made our own cheese and yogurt
-we fished - not only fish, but squid and octopus
-we rode donkeys
-we milked goats
-dug up greens to cook them
-used blanched grape leaves to make dolmades (stuffed grape leaves)
plus more
 
Harry Le Hermit said:
but once the track was slick, it beat any roller coaster
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Yup

Could catch air off the rises

as far as innertube 'chains'
Tough goin' if yer tube flattens
and yer drug thru the woods
beyond bumpy

thought about rolling off
but then, they'd leave me
Hollering wouldn't help
that diesel tractor was loud
dark was coming on
The barn was miles away

pretty much beat to a pulp by the time we got within range of the barn
 
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I scored 22 but then I was in scouts, so wood chopping, splitting kindling was normal, and using an outhouse also. I lived in Iowa, the dryer quit, fine, Sun was bright.

Squirrel hunting reminds me of my shameful act. I was out with three others plinking, heard chirping from a tree, sighted in and fired.

Killed a squirrel, male. But... Why? Because I could? For what reason? I've never gone hunting ever and still remember that day. I've never picked up a gun since.
 
Had a neighbor lady with a pet pig, on occasion I'd sit with her and the pig on her front porch drinking beer. The pig could chug a whole can in one try, just picked it up and rolled his head back and chugged it. Sitting on the neighbors front porch getting drunk with her and the pig always seemed pretty high on the redneck scale to me.

If the pig drank too much he'd start ramming people, not a fun thing with a big pig.
 
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