Bubba The Old Redneck From Georgia Decides To Travel
Bubba the old Redneck from Georgia decides to travel across
the south to Vir**nia to see God’s country. When he gets
to Franklin, he likes the place so much that he decides to
stay. But first, he must find a job: Bubba walks into an
international paper company office and fills out an
application as an experienced log inspector. It’s his
lucky day! They just happen to be looking for someone, but
first, the log foreman takes him for a ride into the forest
in the company pickup truck to see how much he knows. The
foreman stops the truck on the side of the road and points
at a tree. “See that tree over there, I want you to tell
me what species it is and how many board feet of lumber it
contains.” Bubba the redneck promptly answers. “That
there’s white pine, 383 board feet of lumber in ‘er.”
The foreman is impressed! He puts the truck in motion and
stops about a mile down the road. He points at another tree
through the passenger window and asks the same question.
This time, it’s a bigger tree of a different class. Bubba
replies. “That’s a loblolly pine and she’s got about
456 clear board feet.” The foreman is really impressed
with the good ol’ boy, he has been quick and got the
answers right without using a calculator! One more test.
They drive a little further down the road, and the foreman
stops again. This time, he points across the road through
his driver side window and says. “And what about that
one?” Before the foreman finishes pointing, the Bubba
says. “White oak, 242 board feet at best.” The foreman
spins the truck around and heads back to the office a little
ticked off because he thinks the red neck is smarter than he
is. As they near the office, another foreman stops the truck
and asks Bubba to step outside. He hands him a piece of
chalk and tells him. “See that tree over there?” “I
want you to mark an x on the front of that tree!” The
foreman thinks to himself. “Idiot, how would he know which
is the front of the tree?” When Bubba reaches the tree, he
goes around it in a circle while looking at the ground. He
then reaches up and places a big white ‘X’ on the trunk.
He walks back to the foreman and hands him the chalk.
“That there’s the front,” Bubba says. The foreman
laughs to himself and asks sarcastically. “How in the hell
do you know that’s the front of the tree?” The good
ol’ boy looks down at his feet while rubbing the toe of
his left boot cleaning it in the gravel and replies. “Cuz
somebody took a s**t behind it.” Needless to say, he got
the job and started the very same day…
