Letters, We Get Letters

From the mildewy old mailbag, my brother Bill checks in...

Jim Ordinarily, I wouldn't ask you to post anything on your blog site but this is worth saying: Would somebody PLEASE tell Jeff Foxworthy that if you do a stand-up routine consisting of little more than a collection of regional stereotypes endlessly punctuated with the same stupid catch-phrase, then YOU MIGHT BE A REDNECK WITH NO IMAGINATION!?! I mean, if George Carlin doesn't talk about "The Seven Words" these days, Billy Crystal no longer looks "marvelous" and Steve Martin has long since stopped "excuuuuuuuuuuuuusing" himself in public, it's time for Jeff to DRY UP AND BLOW AWAY, nes poi? Just a thought.
-Bill.

Thanks, bro...I hear ya...