This is not meant to offend anyone-so take a chill pill. Now, on to my sighting. I stopped to get gas since I was going to my mother’s to help her bake a cake and fix strawberries for her birthday tomorrow. We’re having strawberry shortcake. Yum. Anyway, I was walking out and I passed this person. I was in my own little world, as I often am these days, and paid no attention. Until I get back to my car, pull the seatbelt around me and notice this: A red Jeep Cherokee, with two Dale Earnhardt, Jr bumber stickers, one of those oh so cute window stickers of the kid pissing on the word Ford, an I Love Nascar window decal-and, a Gay Pride rainbow sticker. Why I was so amazed by this is because I really hadn’t watched who walked in when I was leaving. Then I saw her. Black tattoos up and down both arms, a t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, a Dale, Jr baseball cap and work boots. Had she not been wearing a sports bra that was coming out of her t-shirt I would never have realized this was a woman. I have never seen a redneck lesbian. Seriously. I know lesbians-none of whom are rednecks. I must tell them so they can keep an eye out. Is there some sort of secret, underground redneck lesbian hangout?