Day 294: "Swimming in an irrigation canal? I sort of feel like a redneck"

But then he decided that was silly.  Humming Toby Keith, he threw off his homemade sleeveless shirt,  grabbed his dog & a couple cousins, jumped in the canal, and continued on with his conversation about how he was surely going to get that TransAm he'd been eying sometime soon.

Poor little brother was left on the shore in his saggy, backwards underwear.