Looks like Frankenstein’s monster got his driver’s license.
On this edition of Redneck Pimp My Ride we check in on Jeb’s fresh new paint job.
It’s like a flea market somehow transformed into a traveling act.
Redneck ingenuity. I love it. If I’m ever lost and stranded somewhere I certainly hope its with a redneck. Survival rate through the roof. Stranded with someone like myself? We’re dead in hours. We don’t even use up our whole food supply. Just dead.