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I dated a self-proclaimed redneck once. He wasn't white trash, his family owned a big huge farm with lots of crops and animals and stuff like that. He was proud of being a farm boy. That's one situation that I would say that he for sure wasn't white trash. He did wear a cowboy hat and boots and wrangler jeans and loved John Deere green, but he was just proud of his tractor and his farm. Hell his farm equipment alone cost more than my house.
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