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A guy walked into a redneck bar in Arkansas and ordered himself
a white wine spritzer. Everyone sitting around the bar looked to see
who spoke, expecting to see some pitiful wimpy type.

The bartender looked up and said, "Ya ain't from around here, are ya?
Where ya from?"

The guy said, "I'm from Nova Scotia."

The bartender asked, "What the heck you do in Nova Scotia?"

The guy responded, "I'm a taxidermist."

The bartender asked, "Now just what'n heck is a taxidermist?"

The guy said nervously, "Well, I mount animals."

The bartender grinned and shouted out to the whole bar, "It's OK boys!
He's one of us!"
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