The dead redneck!

A redneck named Clyde died in a fire and was burnt pretty bad and the
morgue needed someone to identify the body, so his two best friends,
Stretcho and Chris, were sent for.

Stretcho went in first, and the mortician pulled back the sheet.
Stretcho said, Yup, he'* burnt real bad; but you'll have to roll him over
if you want me to identify him."

So the mortician rolled the corpse over and Stretcho looked and said,
"Nope, it ain't Clyde."

The mortician thought that was rather strange, but proceeded to bring in
Chris to identify the body. After the sheet was pulled back, Chris took a
look and said, "Yup, he'* burnt real bad; roll him over."
So, again the mortician rolled the burnt corpse over, and Chris looked down
and said, "Nope, it ain't Clyde."

Frustrated, the mortician asked, "How can you tell?"

Chris answered, "Well, Clyde had two ********."
"What!?" The disbelieving mortician asked, "He had TWO ********?"

"Yup, that'* right, everybody knew Clyde had two ********.

Ever time we went to town, folks would say...
'Here comes that thar Clyde with them two ********!'

mom you aint right!!

That'* pretty funny. First I thought you were gonna make fun of rednecks. Now that wouldn't be funny

BTW, just got back from a family reunion, I may have met my future wife.