by Brent Basham

At first glance, you may expect this book to follow the tradition of backwoods behavior and self deprecating humor commonly found in redneck literature. It seems the approach most authors take when discussing this particular subject matter is from the outside looking in, much like observing captive animals at the local zoo. That perspective, though often entertaining, hardly provides an accurate depiction of what it's actually like to be a monkey. To do that, we'd need to get the story from the inside, straight from the monkey's mouth. Unfortunately though, monkeys can't speak. But rednecks can. And just like no two monkeys are exactly the same, some rednecks have managed to evolve beyond their predecessors. However, it seems that no matter how intelligent they become, they can never quite escape their genetic predisposition toward certain behaviors.