Lots of laughs from neutral material, including family-oriented humor (“You learn a lot from your kids. Just a few days ago I learned you can get three boxes of raisins into the cassette player of a Jeep”). Foxworthy also claims, “I love being a parent.”
Affectionate slams on Southerners aside, he jokes about sex, mooning, drunkenness, leering over the Victoria’s Secret catalog and using pornography at a fertility clinic. Mild profanity. Anatomical references. Biological functions.
Twang, timing and an intimate knowledge of his targets makes this talented jester fresh and funny. But while not nearly as explicit as the average comedy album, Rednecks still wanders off the straight and narrow onto some questionable backroads. Teens should try the Christian humor of Mark Lowry instead.
